Chapter 232

The slightly cold wet meaning on the tip of his nose made Mo Wen couldn't help but tightly surround Yu Lan. His hoarse voice was mixed with an excited smile, his eyes were red, and his cherished side eyes smiled:

"Well, I'll trust you again."

The sky soon darkened. Yu Tian stood by the window under the cover of night, frowning and looking at the outside, his face slightly mocking.

"Young master, Changli is back."

A man in a black suit came through one side of the wall and half knelt on the ground.

"How is he?"

"A little hurt, but not very serious."

Wen Yan pondered for two seconds, knocked on the table and said, "do you know how he was hurt?"

"I don't know." the man shook his head directly. "Changli has been silent since he came back and didn't say anything."

As soon as the man's voice fell out of the door, there came a burst of rhythmic footsteps. Yu Tian restrained his smile, pulled the chair on his side without expression, sat down and raised his legs high, just like a dandy.

At this time, there was no one in black in the room. Only Yu Tian was humming a minor and smiling.

"Young master." the door was slowly pushed open, and a guard whispered, "Changli wants to see you."

"Let him go." Yu Tian sneered, "where you come from, where you go."

"Yes..." I've been used to the attitude of heaven for a long time. The guard nodded and retreated.

After the door was closed again, Yu Tian stretched lazily, turned his head and closed his eyes.

"People in the world... Are fools."

At this time, Mo Wen was walking to his residence with Yu Lan sleeping. Yu Lan's eyes were tightly closed, but his arm was stubbornly around Mo Wen's neck.

Gently open the door, Mo Wen painfully put Yu Lan on the bed and took off her clothes habitually and skillfully.

At the same time that the blue coat was taken off, Mo Wen naturally noticed the festering scars on her arm.

The pupil shrank suddenly. Before he could do anything in his mind, his hand had already grasped Yu Lan's arm, and his slender fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

Yu Lan's arm has never rotted before

Without waking up Yu Lan, Mo Wen asked what happened. After a brief panic, he just gently kissed Blue's festering wound, and then gently covered her with a quilt.

"It'll be all right," he murmured, sitting in front of the bed and quietly looking at Yu's blue and gray cheeks.

After sitting for a while, he got up and went out upset. When he opened the door, he saw ye Wuchen standing outside the door.

His face was red with cold and looked like he had been standing for a long time.

When he saw the ink coming out, he was surprised, his ears were hot, his mouth hesitated, and he didn't know what to say.

"What's the matter?" Mo Wen asked him with his side eyes.

Not ready to answer the question of ink, ye Wuchen was stunned and hurriedly said, "old man, boss..."

This is the first time he has called Mo Wen this way. He stammered. He just felt that his tongue should be entangled together. It's not too embarrassing.

A few years later, when ye Wuchen invaded the north with his men, he made fun of his deeds at this time.

"What's the matter?" Mo Wen asked again patiently.

"I want to ask you..." adjusting his breathing, ye Wuchen quickly said, "what should be purchased if purchasing materials? I want to ask brother Wuye, but he hasn't come back yet."

"What do you think you should buy?" he went downstairs and sat casually on the steps in front of the corridor. The ink asked faintly.

He hurried down the steps behind Mo Wen. Ye Wuchen didn't expect Mo Wen to ask this question back. He scratched his head and thought for more than ten seconds before saying, "I? I think if it is provided... We should buy cotton padded clothes, food and some heating things."

He summoned up his courage and looked forward to Mo Wen after saying that, but he didn't want Mo Wen to keep looking at the vast snow without making a sound at all. At this time, his exquisite and perfect side face is quiet and picturesque, and his dark eyes clearly have the power to attract all eyes without any brilliance.

"What else?" he noticed ye Wuchen's eyes, and Mo Wen looked at him and asked.

Being dazzled by Mo Wen's indifferent eyes, ye Wuchen hurriedly opened his mouth and almost choked by his saliva, "I want to ask if I want to buy these things, right?"

Drunken night gave him many crystal nuclei. Yes, but ye Wuchen, who saw so many crystal nuclei for the first time in the last world, was very worthless and dared not use it.

"You can decide by yourself." Mo Wen said faintly, "the material supply is not within my management scope."

"But I'm worried..."

"Now that you have taken over the task, everything about the task is under your management. There's nothing to worry about." Mo Wen turned back without any emotion in his voice, "but the consequences must be borne by you. This is my rule."

After that, he continued to stare at the snow. His eyes were sore before he looked up to the sky.

The sky of the end of the world still can't see a few stars. It's dark. You can't even see the moon.

Ye Wuchen didn't know what to do. He stood beside him and thought for a long time before he understood the meaning of ink.

When he received the task from the drunken night hand, he must shoulder the responsibility of the task. He can take full responsibility for it, but he will bear the outcome, good or bad.

The management of materials is not within the scope of mohwen's responsibility, so there is no need for mohwen to tell him what materials to buy.

This is the rule set by Mo Wen.

Thinking of this, ye Wuchen couldn't help biting his lips and looking at Mo Wen, he was a little surprised and uneasy.

"If the material supply is insufficient, we will all starve to death on the road. Don't you worry?" after hesitating for a long time, ye Wuchen asked cautiously.

"Why worry?" Mo Wen didn't even give him a look this time. "If the heating is not enough, we'll take away your heating. If the food is not enough, we'll eat you. This is the consequence you have to bear."

Although he knew clearly that the consequences of what Mo Wen said were certainly not as simple as being beaten by the teacher in the school before the end of the world, ye Wuchen felt a cold penetrating his whole body when he heard Mo Wen say so.

If he doesn't do well, the consequence is death?

Suddenly there was no answer in his mouth. After he paused, he simply stood in place without saying anything. He had a deeper understanding of his desire league now.

In the desire League, only the rules cannot be broken.

"You said..." just when ye Wuchen felt that his face was going to be frozen, Mo Wen suddenly asked him, "what does it mean that misfortunes and blessings depend on each other?"