Fast wear is a routine

After Wen Kang left, Mo Xun followed the vines into the depths of the Chiyan Forest alone. All the vines he encountered along the way rubbed against Mo Xun intimately, touching his calf or the softest tip/end. It was the arms, but when they tried to wrap themselves around Mo Xun, they would be driven away fiercely by the vines on his wrists.

It was really fierce, several vines were entangled together, although they were flexible and not easy to break, but the leaves on them fell down in a pile.

Mo Xun looked funny, raised his hand and touched the one that was wrapped around his wrist again after driving away the other vines, and bent his mouth, "You are one, will you still fight?"

The vine reached in from Mo Xun's sleeve and rubbed against his forearm as an answer.

In the depths of the Chiyan forest, Han Mingjun leaned against the tree trunk, with a casual posture and a stern expression. The indifference in his eyes was only slightly relieved when he caught a glimpse of Mo Xun's figure. He waved to Mo Xun, "Come here."

The vines that followed him all the way left Mo Xun's wrist reluctantly, and gradually receded from his sight.

The atmosphere was a little delicate. As Mo Xun approached Han Mingjun, he secretly looked at his face. The compelling demonic energy gathered around him. Every time Mo Xun got closer, he felt that the immortal energy in his body was stagnant and slow.

He paused for a moment, then walked over to tentatively grab Han Mingjun's hand, and asked doubtfully, "...Are you...unhappy?"

Han Mingjun glanced at him sideways, hugged him in his arms, lowered his head and took a deep breath on his neck, and said in a flat tone: "Well, you came too late."

He raised his head from the side of his neck and pinched Mo Xun's chin, looked down at him, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, but his eyes were terribly dark, "Any step later, and I'm planning to go to Donghai to arrest people."

Mo Xun was uncomfortable being stared at by him, but fortunately Han Mingjun noticed that he was uncomfortable being suppressed by the demonic energy, so he had already dissipated the oppressive demonic energy on his body, knowing that the man was not really angry, he Gently pushed away the hand on the chin, with a helpless tone, "A lot of things happened in the East China Sea and the human world, and I can't get away."

"What's the matter?" Han Mingjun asked with a half-smile, threateningly, "Will it be bigger than the demon army's attack?"

Mo Xun leaned on Han Mingjun's shoulder, his voice was a little dull, "I feel almost done." He sighed silently after finishing speaking, and said that the human world was infested by filthy air and Mo La was killed and the soul disappeared. over again.

"Did Mora be killed by someone from the Demon Realm?" Mo Xun looked up at Han Mingjun.

Han Mingjun lowered his head and pinched Mo Xun's wrist. He just shrugged his shoulders when he heard his words, and said without interest: "Mola? I don't even know which dragon she is."

"...the only female dragon in the East China Sea."

"Oh? There are female dragons in the East China Sea?" Han Mingjun poked his hand in from the hem of Mo Xun's clothes, as if thinking of something, he suddenly smiled and said jokingly, "By the way, do you little dragons know the difference between male and female?"

Mo Xun pressed Han Mingjun's malicious palm, frowned and nodded, "Of course I know." Do you really think he is a little dragon cub who just grew up and doesn't understand anything?

Han Mingjun narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up dangerously, "How do you know?"

"...Moji told me." Mo Xun finished speaking solemnly, and then turned the topic back again, "Mola's vitality was cut off because of the destruction of her meridians by the devil energy. Who else can do it in the devil world except you?" arrive?"

"There are a few immortals who are at the peak of their cultivation in the Demon Realm, but they don't have the ability to hide Mora's primordial spirit."

Just like what Wen Kang said, Mo Xun leaned silently on Han Mingjun's body, breathing the reassuring breath of a man, his earlobe was caressed ambiguously, he looked sideways at Han Mingjun's eyes. Possessive, she lowered her eyes and smiled and leaned over to kiss him.

The two haven't seen each other for a long time, and after the kiss, they felt a little breathless. Han Mingjun tore off Mo Xun's collar, gnawed/bited at his collarbone's Adam's apple, and occasionally glanced at his flushed face with a smile on his face. With an absent-minded look, the force of gnawing/biting suddenly intensified.

The force that was about to pierce the skin successfully brought Mo Xun back to his senses. He frowned and took a breath, raised his arms and hugged Han Mingjun's shoulders. Seeing his sullen face, he took the initiative to explain, "I was thinking about Mo La. .”

Han Mingjun let him go, and carefully wiped the wet/scars on his collarbone with his thumb, and said indifferently: "I'm dead, what else can I think about."

"Now everyone in Donghai and Immortal Realm thinks that she was killed by you."

"so what?"

Mo Xun licked his lips and said in a serious tone, "Someone wants to deal with you."

There was a slight change in Han Mingjun's expressionless expression. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Worried about me?"

Mo Xun nodded honestly. In fact, he was very confident in Han Mingjun's cultivation, and his worry only accounted for part of it. The rest was because he was very concerned about where Mo La's soul went.

Is it related to heaven?

He has an intuition that as long as he knows where Mora's soul has gone, he can know the secret of heaven.

"Is her inner alchemy still there?" Han Mingjun asked suddenly.

Mo Xun froze for a moment, then nodded, "It's still there."

"Oh?" Han Mingjun was a little surprised, "Only Yuanshen is missing?" He raised his hand and stroked his chin, and said thoughtfully, "Is this a new test method?"

Mo Xun caught the strange words in his words, and asked doubtfully, "Experiment?"

"Mo Nian should have told you, no matter whether it is a fairy or a demon, when the cultivation base reaches the peak stage, if you can't break through for a long time, you may explode and die." He hugged Mo Xun from behind, and put his right hand into him Under his clothes, he pressed lightly on the position of his heart, and said in a low voice next to his ear: "But 1 years ago, at some point, there suddenly appeared a rumor about breaking through the peak stage of cultivation."

The hand pressing on the chest/mouth was extremely hot, Mo Xun tried his best to ignore the sudden abnormal feeling coming from deep in his body, and concentrated on listening to Han Mingjun's words.

Han Mingjun looked down at the gradually reddened skin behind Mo Xun's ears, and opened his mouth to bite his earlobe, "It's a rumor about Donghai."

Mo Xun's eyes gradually cleared up, and he frowned and asked, "What rumors?"

"Inner alchemy." Han Mingjun kneaded Mo Xun's body dishonestly, and said in a low voice: "The dragon race was conceived by the East China Sea. It is separated from the three realms and does not enter reincarnation. The dragon's inner alchemy can be said to be the most A rare and rare treasure, many people believe that it may be used to break through the cultivation base of the peak period."

Mo Xun's eyes widened slightly, he turned his head to look at Han Mingjun's expression, and asked in a deep voice, "Is this related to Mo Qi's death?" He remembered that Ji Qing had said that Mo Qi's inner alchemy had been poached away.

Han Mingjun chuckled, "Probably, it has nothing to do with me anyway."

Mo Xun opened his mouth and closed it again. The man was probably the earliest person to enter the peak period. No one wanted to break through more strongly than him. When he first heard the rumor, he didn't believe that he would not be moved. The reason why Mo Qi's death had nothing to do with him was probably because Han Mingjun was a step late in his action.

The inner alchemy was at the heart, and it was controlled by Han Mingjun, but Mo Xun didn't feel any worry or fear at all, probably because he didn't feel any danger from the man.

"Is this rumor false?" Mo Qi's inner alchemy was taken away, but there was no one who broke through the peak stage.

Han Mingjun nodded to confirm Mo Xun's guess. He untied Mo Xun's clothes, spread his legs slightly with his palms down, and kissed his back shoulder with his lips. Some people set their sights on the Dragon Clan again."

"...What about you?" Mo Xun's clothes had been completely undone, his trousers had fallen to his feet, his legs were a little weak, and a vine that came out at some point slowly climbed up his calves. Grabbing Han Mingjun's arm, he glanced at him with unusually bright eyes.

Han Mingjun pinched Mo Xun's chin, tilted his head and kissed his lips, his voice could not hide his smile, "Of course I plotted against you too."

"...want to devour you."

When Mo Xun and Han Mingjun were getting along intimately in the Demon Realm, something happened outside that was enough to disturb the situation even more.

The human world and the East China Sea have not recovered from the filthy atmosphere, and the fairyland is suddenly enveloped by the filthy atmosphere. Because of the experience in helping the other two realms, the loss of the fairyland is relatively small, but even so, In the center shrouded in filth, some little immortals with low cultivation bases had no time to escape, and there were not a small number of casualties.

Immortals enter reincarnation directly after death, erasing everything before, whether memory or will, all of which are wiped out and become clean.

Before, no one in the East China Sea and the human world paid attention to whether the soul of the dead immortal entered reincarnation. Until this time in the immortal world, Ji Lan happened to be at the center of the filthy air, but his cultivation was not enough. Low, so it didn't hurt.

But it was because of this that he had the opportunity to observe that the primordial spirit of the immortal who was infested by the foul air and cut off his vitality did not directly enter the cycle of reincarnation, but instead floated in mid-air, and was immediately swallowed by a white light.

Ji Lan frowned, trying to find out what the white light was, but there was another barrier above the white light blocking him.

Both white light and enchantment are immortal energy.

Ji Lan suddenly felt a little uneasy. He stared blankly at the white light that was still devouring the primordial spirit, and his spine felt a chill. Did Mo La's primordial spirit be swallowed in the same way?

However, behind the scenes, the white light that devours the primordial spirit, and even the filthy air that infects the human world in the East China Sea, is likely to be someone from the fairy world.

Who is it?Ji Lan swallowed her saliva, and had a guess in her mind, a person who made him feel unbelievable but also expected.

The hands hanging on both sides were clenched into fists by him. Ji Lan knew that she couldn't stay any longer, and just as she was about to control the immortal energy wrapped around her and leave here, a figure suddenly appeared behind Bai Guang.

Ji Lan's heart sank, and the immortal energy was suppressed so that he had no power to resist. He watched the man walking in front of him from the white light expressionlessly, with a familiar smile on his face, but there was something hidden deep in his eyes. Crazy.

"Fenghua Xianjun..." Ji Lan sighed, looking at him with regret, "I didn't expect it to be you..."