Mu Yan picked his eyebrows and knocked on the rolled book in his hand. He said with a smile: "Oh, I don't need to help you to recover your accomplishments and connect your legs? I've been studying for so long. Well, since you don't want treatment, I'll send you to... "" wait, wait a minute! " Luo North Yu suddenly stares big eyes, disbelief way, "master you, what did you just say?" Muyan chuckled, "I didn't say anything!"“ No, master! You said! Do you think it can restore my cultivation and connect the tendons on my legs? " Luo Beiyu struggled to get up from the bed, and his voice was almost screaming. Originally there was no hope, so breaking the pot is one thing. But now let him see the hope in the desperate situation, how can he calm down. Mu Yan is about to answer, the door of the room is pushed open. Xiaobao's short and small body came in. His handsome little face was cold and expressionless. In his hand, he was carrying a food box which was higher than half of him, but he didn't seem to feel the weight and burden at all. He walked to Muyan easily and looked up and said, "mother, I'm eating."“ Well, Xiao Bao is so good! " Mu Yan bowed his head and gave his son a kiss on the cheek. Put all the food in the box on the table. Xiaobao spontaneously and consciously sat on the table next to Muyan. While picking out the dishes she liked for Muyan, she strained her face and said, "Mom, eat slowly!" On one side, even luobeiyu, who was full of hope, expectation, anxiety and anxiety, could not help but be stunned to see this scene. Hello! Wait a minute, are you two in the wrong roles? Shouldn't Muyan take care of Xiaobao's daily life, prepare meals for Xiaobao, and bring her favorite dishes to her? But why, now it's all turned around? Xiaobao, a four-year-old, takes good care of his master. What's the matter“ Master... Master, little elder martial brother, you... "Luo Beiyu swallowed his saliva and began to speak dryly. Muyan was eating and said, "Xiaobao, your elder martial brother hasn't eaten yet. Prepare one for him." Xiaobao's face was expressionless, and he took a bowl of rice and put it in front of luobeiyu. Even the sentence "eat it" is not enough, leaving him a little noble and cool figure. After returning to the position, he also brought a plate of beef to Muyan and said in a cold milk voice, "mother, eat more!"“ Well, Xiao Bao, eat more, too Muyanhui gives his son a bright smile. Luobeiyu is speechless and chokes. Shifu, little elder martial brother, are you discriminating too much“ Master, is it true that you say you can cure me? " Muyan tasted a mouthful of tea after dinner and held his son's soft and fragrant body in his arms. Then he said, "how? Don't believe it? "“ No, no, no, I believe it! I believe everything master says Muyan put down the tea cup and said again, "however, there is a problem."“ What... What's the problem? " Luobeiyu's heart was raised again“ The process may be a little painful! " Luo Beiyu's hand, which supported his body, softened and fell on the bed with a bang. "Master, please stop teasing me. I'm not afraid of death. What pain do I fear? "“ My dear, since you have such awareness, it's really wonderful. Master, I'm worried that I have nowhere to practice! "