Quick Travel: All the villains in Redemption want to fall in love with me

"Found it!" The

emerald green plants were layered on top of each other, and Wen Muqing laboriously peeled them open, and there was a very small plant inside, with four-petaled leaves, each of which was heart-shaped.

It looks like a regular four-leaf clover.

Mo Xuan's fingertips moved slightly, and the herb was wrapped in a golden ball of light.

Wen Muqing pursed his lips

, "Master, obviously I found it first."

Mo Xuan's fingertips stiffened, and he explained

, "The Heart of the Forest is destined for you, only you can find it, but it is highly poisonous, so the teacher will help you keep it."

Wen Muqing looked at Mo Xuan's cramped expression and smiled,

"Okay." "

The Heart of the Forest is similar to a four-leaf clover, but the most striking feature is the spiraling gray lines on the stems of the Heart of the Forest.

At night, the Heart of the Forest glows faintly.

So, it's better to look for it at night, but now it happens to be here, closest to the heart of the forest, and it's been found.

"Let's go, go to the next place.

Mo Xuan had just summoned the compass again, this time pointing to the snowy mountains.

Suddenly, the man frowned, moved forward quickly, and hugged Wen Muqing into his arms, where the young man was standing just now, a fierce beast pounced, shaped like a tiger, and exuded a black evil aura all over his body.

Mo Xuan hugged Wen Muqing and stepped back, no matter how dangerous the beasts in the secret realm were, they shouldn't exude demonic energy.

Could it be...

Seeing

that the beast was about to pounce, Mo Xuan's heart moved, and a golden teleportation array appeared on the bottom of his feet, and the two disappeared.

The tiger pounced, and its angry roar resounded through the forest.

The blizzard was coming, and Wen Muqing was confused.

It's so cold....

The boy instinctively shrank into Mo Xuan's arms.

In the past, he lived in Tiejian Peak, like spring all day long, and he didn't feel cold, but now he clearly realized that his body was a mortal body, and he would perceive cold and warmth.

Mo Xuan was also stunned, and hurriedly protected Wen Muqing in his arms, and summoned a cloak from his palm to cover Wen Muqing's body.

"It's for the teacher to be careless.

As soon as the cloak was covered on his body, it was not cold in an instant, Wen Mu touched the slippery fabric on his body with a fresh and curious

feeling, "Master, what is this?"

"The cloak has the effect of keeping out the cold."

Wen Muqing puffed out his cheeks dissatisfiedly

, "Master, the disciple knows that this is a cloak, and the disciple thinks that this cloak is not a mortal thing, and wants to ask the master, what is this cloak called?

What kind of material is it made of, and the effect of keeping out the cold is so good."

Mo Xuan was silent,

"It's better that you still don't know."

Wen Muqing felt that his back was cold, it couldn't be made of something strange, right?

The fabric felt smooth and greasy to the touch, very much like human skin...

Wen Muqing hurriedly shook his head, definitely not, the person who made this kind of thing followed the crooked path of the evil sect, which was despised by immortal cultivators, and the master would definitely not be like this.

So what the hell is it?

Wen Muqing didn't get an answer in the end.

It was getting late, thinking that Wen Muqing needed to sleep, Mo Xuan took Wen Muqing to a cave at the bottom of the snowy mountain.

The entrance to the cave is narrow on the outside and wide on the inside, and the more you go inside, the smoother it becomes.

The golden spiritual power circled the cave and returned.

Mo Xuan said

, "There is no danger, let's spend it here tonight."

Wen Muqing breathed a sigh of relief, collapsed on the ground, and beat his legs, so tired.

Mo Xuan set up an iron pot and firewood on the side.

Wen Muqing turned over, his eyes were bright and he looked at Mo Xuan, is the master going to cook for me?

I saw Mo Xuan grab a few handfuls of herbs and throw them into the pot, the flames flickered, and a strong smell of medicine diffused from the pot.

Wen Muqing's face frowned, and he hurriedly covered his nose and hid in the distance

, "Master, the disciple wants to eat." "

It's not that I want to take medicine.

Mo Xuan conjured two cakes, and the golden spiritual power wrapped in the cakes came to Wen Muqing, and Mo Xuan said lightly,

"Eat."

Wen Muqing picked up the cake, it was still warm, the tip of his nose smelled the smell of medicine, and his face was bitter and hateful

, "Since the master can bring hot food, why don't you fry the medicine and bring it over?"

Mo Xuan added another handful of firewood,

"The medicine needs to be fried now."

Wen Muqing was stunned for a moment, took a bite of the cake, and suddenly felt that the medicine was not so bitter, it was all a piece of the master's heart.

It was completely dark outside.

In the dark cave, there was only the firelight in front of Mo Xuan, Wen Muqing bit the cake and watched from afar.

The man was dressed in a black robe, sitting on the ground, with his shoulders straight, and even though there was an iron pot and firewood in front of him, he looked like an immortal sitting in the clouds.

Do not fall into the dust, do not eat the fireworks of the world, and do not approach.

It was not coldness, but majesty.

An innate apathy.

"Mu Qing, drink the medicine.

Mo Xuan's words brought Wen Muqing back to reality, the man slowly came to Wen Muqing, squatted down, blew the hot medicine, touched the wall of the bowl with his fingertips, felt that it was almost there, and handed it to Wen Muqing's mouth.

Wen Muqing was stunned in place.

Looking at the young man's stupid appearance, Mo Xuan couldn't help laughing,

"I'll give you a sugar gourd after drinking."

The tips of Wen Muqing's ears turned red, and the master thought that he was the same as when he was a child, and he didn't want to eat dishes he didn't like, so he would exchange them with sugar gourds.

He's not afraid of hardship.

Rather....

Recalling the situation just now, Wen Muqing's cheeks burned even redder.

Shizun walked against the light, the firelight softened his eyebrows, in the dimness, he couldn't see the emotions in his eyes, but he looked very affectionate, and when he squatted down and approached, he unconsciously thought of it...

Kiss.

Wen Muqing was shocked.

The young man's cheeks were slightly red, and he shyly held Mo Xuan, did not let go, just put the back of his hand against the palm of his hand, and drank the medicine.

After drinking the medicine, his mouth was bitter, and a string of sugar gourds was stuffed into his hand.

Mo Xuan pinched the back of Wen Muqing's neck,

"Eat something sweet."

Relying on Mo Xuan's favor, Wen Muqing leaned into Mo Xuan's arms

, "Master, let the disciple lean on."

Mo Xuan really circled Wen Muqing like this and hugged the person into his arms.

In the secret snow-capped mountain, the snow outside the cave was falling, but in the middle of the night, it suddenly stopped.

The moon appeared in the dark sky, and the moonlight fell on the snow, sprinkling a bright patch.

Wen Muqing wrapped his cloak and took Mo Xuan's hand and walked out of the cave.

The young man looked surprised

, "Master, the disciple has never seen snow yet!"

Because since he was a child, he has never gone down the mountain in Tiejian Peak, and Tiejian Peak is like spring all year round, so naturally there will be no snow.

Covered in silver, the world is completely new.

While running, the crown of hair on the top of his head swept a branch, and Mo Xuan instantly came to Wen Muqing's side, stretching out his hand to block the falling snow.

Pieces of bright red fell, Wen Muqing raised his hand to pick it up

, "Master, is this a

plum blossom?" Mo Xuan looked at the plum blossom in the palm of the young man's hand, and his heart hurt for no reason,

"Hmm." "

It's plum blossoms, like blood.

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author struggled again, it's not easy to go to graduate school, it's better to have two thousand words a day, hehe.

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