Chen Baiqi felt that the pressure coming from Mo Jing suddenly turned into a cold knife blowing towards her face, which made her quite dissatisfied.

"Brother Mo, no matter how incompetent Huanxian is, he will only choose a self-destructive way to punish himself, but he will take the initiative to harm and hurt others. Although Huanxian is now in a low life, he still has lofty ideals in his heart and will never be arrogant. , I will never use what I have learned to insult the teachings of my ancestors!”

After saying these words, Chen Baiqi straightened up his thin body, his face was pale but cold, and he felt a snow-white pride that should not be underestimated, but every word he spoke was loud and clear.

When Mo Jing heard this, he was annoyed at first, but after tasting it carefully, the indifference in his eyes became slightly less intense.

People at that time rewarded those who would rather die than surrender, rather than those who endured humiliation and lived an ignoble existence.

Character, moral character, a proud man with a breeze of pines and cypresses. He does not give in due to the situation, does not feel sad due to the situation, and carries thousands of ideals. Even if he is low in the dust, Mo Jing feels that this person has some merits. .

"For half a month, a section of the Herbal Golden Sutra will be given every day. I will come over and take him up the mountain tomorrow." After finishing the words, Mo Jing left coldly.

Chen Baiqi made some calculations. He stated that he would only take care of Mu'er for half a month. Then he said that he would take Mu'er up the mountain. That must be to go up the mountain to collect medicine for her. With a person like him who knows medicine, he would know how to identify the things in the mountains. There are useful herbs, that is, using Mu'er's hands to recuperate her body. Thinking about it, half a month is enough for her.

Chen Baiqi looked at Mu'er gently, without any flattery in his words, and said sincerely: "Mu'er, your uncle Mo is very capable. If you stay with him for the past half month, you must study hard and work hard." If the master respects and fears him well, his words will be like those of an elder brother, do you understand?"

When Mo Jing walked out the door a little slower, he heard Mu'er's clear and soft voice, saying seriously: "Well, Mu'er will remember what brother told you and respect Uncle Mo."

Then, a clear and pure laughter sounded like water droplets rippling on the lake surface from behind.

Mo Jing was confused for a moment and couldn't help but frown.

This Chen Huanxian...is really different from before. Could it be that a person who died once can really be reborn?
Chapter completed!