Fast wear is a routine

This is the first time I have been interrupted to make out, and it is still at such an important juncture.

Mo Xun looked down at Mo Xing's situation, unconsciously licked the corner of his mouth, tentatively pushed his shoulder, and asked, "Are you staying in the bathroom first?"

Mo Xing kissed Mo Xun forcefully on the lips, let him go, and said lightly, "Half an hour."

"...I'm not sure..." Chang Su came to settle accounts with him, and Mo Xun didn't think half an hour would calm him down.

Mo Xing did not back down, "15 minutes."

Mo Xun: "...Hello..."

"Let's go back to Nanshan." Mo Xing buried his head on the side of Mo Xun's neck and sniffed his breath, his voice was low, "No one disturbs there."

Feeling that his breathing became unstable again, Mo Xun raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck, and responded with a smile, "Okay." Mo Xing opened his mouth to bite his Adam's apple, and gently pressed his hand against it. On his shoulder, Mo Xun pushed him away, and added with a smile, "I'll go back to Nanshan with you after I take care of Master."

"You don't want Chang Su to take the disciples of the Xuanjian Sect to attack Nanshan, do you?"

Mo Xing let go of Mo Xun and leaned his back against the wall, his eyes were indifferent, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said compromised: "I'll wait for you here."

His expression didn't look like he was persuaded by Mo Xun, it looked more like he wanted to settle accounts after autumn.

The feeling of those crimson eyes staring at him actually made Mo Xun feel a chill down his spine, as if he was about to be swallowed by him in the next second.

Mo Xun walked out of the bathroom without hesitation, raised his hand and patted his face that hadn't cooled down. After calming down for a few seconds, he went back to the bedroom and found a set of clothes to change into.

Chang Su's breath was getting closer and closer. As soon as Mo Xun changed his clothes, he appeared in the living room directly, with the fierce aura of killing monsters on his body. He should have come directly after finishing his work in Zizhu Forest here.

Mo Xun poured a cup of tea for Chang Su, and said calmly, "Master."

Chang Su snorted coldly, sat on the sofa and took Mo Xun's tea, took a sip before saying, "What are you thinking?"

He had always planned to find an opportunity to confess his thoughts to Chang Su, and when he saw him asking, he didn't go around in circles, and directly stated his decision, "I may have to live up to Master's high expectations for me, and the Xuanjian faction should hand it over to Chang Su." It fits in the hands of a man, and I am not that man."

Chang Su's face was gloomy, "The reason."

"...I want to continue to practice outside." Mo Xun said with a straight face, "Slay demons and demons to protect the common people."

Chang Su's lips moved, and he couldn't think of words to refute Mo Xun for a while. The atmosphere in the room was deadlocked for a while, and then he said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect you to have such ambitions." He paused, The voice changed, "However, this does not conflict with your successor to the Xuanjian Sect. It will go back to the sect with me to retreat for a few years. After I teach you the Xuanqing Swordsmanship, it doesn't matter if you want to travel around." Xuanqing Swordsmanship is only the master Only the heirs of the head and the head can practice.

"Master." Mo Xun sighed, "I'm really not expected to be the head of the sect. My heart is not here. I can't put the sect first in everything like you." There was a comparison in his heart. A person whose sect is a thousand times more important.

Chang Su looked at him bitterly, and said angrily, "You really don't want to?"

Mo Xun nodded, "Master, please forgive me."

"Don't call me master, I don't have you as an apprentice." Chang Su got up with a flick of his sleeves, and walked away angrily.

Mo Xun watched his back as he left angrily, his eyes flashed helplessly, at this moment Tiandao's voice suddenly rang in Mo Xun's ears, "You can promise him."

"Just going back to retreat for a few years, he still has a long lifespan, it's not that you should take over the Black Sword Sect from him right now."

Of course Mo Xun knew about this, but he never thought of getting too close to the sect, and too many accidents would happen in the middle of the retreat, so he didn't need to take risks, anyway, he was aiming at Mo Xing, and the rest Everything has to be sidelined.

"I'm in a very good condition now, there's no need to go back to the sect for retreat." Mo Xun picked up the cup of tea in front of him. The wall of the cup was warm, which Mo Xing's body didn't have. He didn't know what he thought of, and smiled. After a while, he took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and then continued: "Are you disappointed?"

Tiandao responded, "...No."

"What are you still insisting on? You can't devour my primordial spirit, so it's better to let me and Han Mingjun leave if you are so stalemate."

"Your primordial spirit will dissipate without me."

Mo Xun smiled, "I'm not afraid."

Tiandao: "If you have been unable to integrate into this world, after a certain period of time, I can only arrange a new world for you. The power of your soul that travels through different worlds will gradually weaken until it disappears completely. You Do you really want to do this?"

Yuanshen will gradually weaken?Mo Xun didn't feel it, he only found that his primordial power was gradually increasing.

"Han Mingjun has had a lot of influence on you, right? His red flame vines are already able to find our position." Mo Xun raised his hand to touch the red flame vines that crawled over who didn't know when, and lowered his eyes to Tiandao and said : "How long do you think his body will find me?"

Tiandao: "...he won't find you."

Mo Xun gave a low laugh, took the red flame vine off his wrist and put it on the ground, ignoring the law of heaven, there was still a "hungry ghost" waiting for him to feed in the bathroom.

He took off his shirt while walking, and when he reached the door of the bathroom, the button of his trousers had just been undone. He opened the door with one hand and grabbed Mo Xun's wrist and dragged him in. Mo Xun was pushed out before he could even speak. On the wall, the lips were kissed heavily, which was hot different from the cold touch, the tongue was sucked/sucked so numb, and the saliva that was too late to swallow flowed down the corner of the mouth.

The trousers were taken off, and the dragon tail flung itself back and teased Mo Xing's waist and legs. Mo Xing paused slightly, and looked directly into his eyes with his forehead pressed against Mo Xun's. His eyes were deep and dark, "Take your tail back."

Mo Xun lightly / panted, and obediently obeyed.

Mo Xing turned him over so that his hands supported the wall, and then covered him behind him, unwilling to wait even a second, his hands tightly holding his waist.

"Hmm... light, light..." Mo Xun's body froze for a moment. There was water on the wall, and his hands kept sliding down on it. His legs softened a little. Thanks to Mo Xing, he didn't slip.

"Go to the bedroom." Mo Xun turned his head and kissed Mo Xing's lips and chin indiscriminately. The water wetted his hair, and the warm water washed over his body brought only unstoppable shivering.

Mo Xing raised one of Mo Xun's legs, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's right here."

"No."

Hearing the trembling in Mo Xun's voice that could not be hidden, the corners of Mo Xing's mouth curled up, but it was fleeting. He lowered his head and bit the back of Mo Xun's neck, pretending not to hear his begging for mercy.

When Mo Xun was finally carried back to the bedroom, he was already so tired and drowsy, his body and face were flushed/swelled, I don't know how much of it was affected by the water vapor in the bathroom.

The physique of a cultivator is much stronger than that of ordinary people. It is reasonable to say that even if you linger for a night, you will not be too tired. However, this depends on the target. Mo Xing is a ghost, and a ghost with a much higher cultivation level than Mo Xun , although he has been deliberately restraining his breath, not wanting to affect Mo Xun.

But after all, their aura restrains each other, Mo Xing's yin energy will not hurt Mo Xun but will suppress him, often after a sexual encounter, Mo Xun is so tired that he doesn't even want to move his fingers.

Mo Xing put Mo Xun on the bed, and went up to lie on his side beside him, gently rubbing/stroking the corners of his eyes with his fingers, where there were some redness and faint water marks.

"You are mine." Mo Xing held him in his arms, lowered his head and pressed a kiss on his forehead, and said flatly, "No one can take you away from me."

Chang Su never came to look for Mo Xun after he dropped that heavy talk. I don't know if he was really angry enough not to want this apprentice.In the end, Mo Xun really followed Mo Xing to live in Nanshan for a period of time. Apart from wanting a two-person world where no one would bother him, Mo Xun’s dragon horns and tails appeared from time to time, which made him feel a little bit uneasy in this world. Awkward.

The state of half-dragon transformation is out of his control, so Mo Xun has no way to solve this problem, and finally had to go to Nanshan to hide for a while.

Here, without Mo Xing's consent, the ghosts would not dare to disturb them.

Mo Xun no longer had any worries about revealing his identity, so he simply didn't care about the dragon's horn and dragon's tail, and lived a leisurely life with Mo Xing in Nanshan.

It's just that they live comfortably, but they have suffered a lot from the ghost kings. Although Tiandao hasn't appeared for a long time, it doesn't mean that he has given up. Cultivators who have received the first-level missions have entered Nanshan one after another. To deal with Mo Xing, the ghost king led his subordinates to launch a confrontation. The cultivators had an endless stream of spiritual artifacts and even fairy artifacts, and Mo Xing had accidentally suffered a disadvantage in this.

The ghost king's cultivation is far inferior to that of Mo Xing, leading a group of younger brothers will suffer minor injuries out of ten or five times.

There are quite a few cultivators who came to Nanshan, but none of them could really walk in front of Mo Xun and Mo Xing. Kill the ghost king.

But later, they still failed. Apart from the fact that their realm was too different from Mo Xing's, it was also because there was no master-level monk like Chang Su in their group.

As long as the people of Nanshan did not slaughter mortals in a frenzied way, the heads of the major sects would not deliberately unite to deal with Nanshan. Now is no longer the time when they wanted to launch a war between good and evil. Everyone lives independently. As for the monks who died in Nanshan, they can only say that life and death are fate.

If you don't have that strength but want to encircle and suppress the ghost king, you can't blame others for your death.

After the failure of the righteous way this time, Nanshan finally returned to its previous tranquility. The Ghost King and others wanted to get close to Mo Xun and the others when they were free. The opposing energy surrounded the palace, and they couldn't even step in.

Inside the palace, Mo Xun lay on the slum and carelessly grabbed a vine that came in from the window to play with. Around him, there were a few vines that stayed quietly by his side, as if they liked the breath of him very much.

When Mo Xun returned to Nanshan, he also brought back the red flame vines. The vines took root in front of the palace and covered the walls of the palace in a day. These vines only like to get close to Mo Xun. There will always be several vines surrounding him.

Mo Xing was a little displeased with Chiyan Teng's behavior of occupying the territory privately. Although he didn't show it on his face, Mo Xun once accidentally discovered that he wanted to uproot Chiyan Teng and throw it out of Nanshan.

But after the red flame vines spread here, the unknown energy could almost compete with Mo Xing, and Mo Xing had nothing to do with him.

Regarding the secret fight between Mo Xing and Chi Yan Teng, Mo Xun was a little helpless. He felt that Mo Xing should be able to feel the connection between Chi Yan Teng and him, because when Chi Yan Teng was nearby, the imprints of the vines on his body seemed to be It seems to be alive and spreading on the body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The tops of the vines have gone around his shoulders and stretched to the back. Mo Xing's skin is too fair, and the light red vine marks are particularly conspicuous on his body. Mo Xun sometimes thinks that the red flame vines crawled on his body .

With such an obvious connection, Mo Xing must be able to guess something, but because of his possessiveness, even if he knew that the red flame vine was related to him, he didn't like to let this vine get close to Mo Xun.

A familiar breath gradually surrounded Mo Xun, and the red flame vine was shaken away by an invisible yin energy. Mo Xing hugged Mo Xun from the soft slump, bypassing the vines blocking the way, and walked towards the hot spring pool.

Mo Xun leaned against him and yawned, looking listless, "I think it's time for us to leave for a while." Nanshan's yin is too heavy, and Mo Xun can stay here for a few days, but it will still affect his life after a long time. to his.

This can be seen from the fact that he has become more and more powerless in bed recently.

I don't know if it's because of the frequent appearance of half-dragons. Recently, Mo Xun suddenly likes water. When he is depressed, he can recover by soaking in the hot spring pool for a while.

At the bottom of the pool was the spirit stone that Mo Xing had found from outside. The water in the pool contained a faint aura. As soon as Mo Xun entered the water, he felt a lot lighter in his body.

Sitting by the pool, Mo Xing gently pulled Mo Xun's palm, put a fist-sized immortal stone in his palm, and whispered, "Here you are."

It turned out to be a fairy stone, Mo Xun was a little surprised, "Where did you find it?" As long as it has the character of fairy, it is something that monks flock to. The fairy stone can be used for refining and cultivation, but its rarity is the same as that of fairy artifacts .

"Valley." Mo Xing held Mo Xun's hand and led him to sink the fairy stone into the bottom of the pool, and said flatly, "This will make you feel more comfortable."

This similar scene made Mo Xun suddenly think of Han Mingjun. He was captured by Han Mingjun when he was a dragon cub and taken to the Demon Realm. In order to make him more comfortable, the man also prepared a pool for him, which was filled with fairy stones.

The corners of Mo Xun's mouth curled up involuntarily when he thought of the past. In order to make it easier for Mo Xun to soak in the pool without clothes, he lay on the edge of the pool and leaned against Mo Xing's legs, with the white dragon tail carelessly swinging in the water and occasionally patted A few water splashes appeared, and the small and delicate white dragon scales started from the back of the neck and spread along the spine/bone to the root of the tail. The faint water marks made these scales look extraordinarily attractive.

Mo Xing looked down at the smile on Mo Xun's lips. He didn't know if it was because of him. He felt that Mo Xun was very attractive at the moment, which made him wish he could put him under him and love/love him hard now. The longer he spent with Mo Xun, the more possessive and domineering in his heart became uncontrollable.

Mo Xun keenly sensed Mo Xing's scorching gaze. He looked up, licked his lips, and actively reached out to untie his pants. The fiery breath rushed towards his face. Just as he lowered his head, a piece of sound transmission jade suddenly broke. Kai Yin Qi flew to his side, because of Nanshan's restraint on spiritual energy, the sound transmission jade was already a bit tattered when it arrived in Mo Xun's hands.

Fortunately, the sound stored inside was not affected.

The ambiguous/ambiguous atmosphere was interrupted. Mo Xun cleared his throat, raised his eyes to peek at Mo Xing's face, and reached out to pick up the sound transmission jade. He carried him out of the pool, Mo Xing leaned on a bluestone, and Mo Xun lay on his lap. He raised his hand and touched the dragon horn on top of Mo Xun's head, and said in a deep voice, "Continue."

Mo Xun shook the jade in his hand to discuss with him, "Let me listen to this first, in case there is something urgent."

Mo Xing's answer was to use actions to tell him that there is obviously another thing that is more important than the sound transmission jade stone. The two of them huddled together by the pool until Mo Xun finally had time to pick up the sound transmission jade stone. At that time, it was already deep into the night.

Yushi came from Changxi, saying that he wanted to meet him and asked him to set up a place.

It happened that Mo Xun also planned to leave Nanshan for a while, discussed with Mo Xing, and decided to leave at dawn.

It was still Mo Xun's small house, where he and Chang Xi met. Four or five months have passed since the last unpleasant conversation with Chang Su. His eyes were not red and swollen, and his expression was not sad. He guessed that it might not be bad news that he came to find him.

In all fairness, Chang Su treated him very well, if possible, Mo Xun didn't want to turn the relationship between the two into a state of hostility.

As soon as Chang Xi saw Mo Xun's eyes watery, he shouted distressedly: "Xiao Xun, you have suffered."

Mo Xun was startled, not quite understanding where his suffering came from.

"Your master looks gentle and gentle, but he is actually a donkey. Don't be awkward with him, and go back to the sect with your uncle, okay?"

His persuasive tone made Mo Xun amused, "I didn't have any trouble with Master. If Master wants to see me, I can go back to the sect, but I can't agree to anything else."

Chang Xi looked at him puzzled, "Why don't you want to be the heir to the head? The Xuanjian Sect is a great sect in the cultivation world, and it has all the resources to be the head. With your talent, you will definitely become a master in the future. No.1 in the world is not impossible."

"My heart is not in the sect, so I can't take on such a heavy responsibility." Mo Xun's answer was still the same as what he said to Chang Su, "I disappointed Master and Uncle."

Chang Xi sighed silently, trying to play the bitterness card, "After your master fell out with you, you went to my place to cry every day. It was more pitiful than me crying. Don't you feel soft-hearted?"

Mo Xun looked at him helplessly, "Uncle Master." Will his master cry?That was too scary.

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Chang Xi lowered his head and sniffed, just when Mo Xun thought he was going to cry, he raised his head, although his eye circles were reddish, but luckily there were no tears, "Forget it, you are on your own." Solve it."

As he spoke, he took out a wooden box and gently placed it on the coffee table in front of him, got up and left with one last sentence before leaving, "Your master has already started looking for another heir, if you want to go back, don't feel pressured." , this thing was brought to you by your master, and you are still his most proud disciple."

His last words moved Mo Xun's expression slightly. He looked down at the wooden box, raised his hand to open the lid, and a sword lay quietly inside, with two words engraved on the sword, Xuan Ming.

This is the task reward promised by the association, the middle-level fairy weapon, the Xuanming Sword.

The sword has not been unsheathed yet, except for the occasional flashes of cold light, it looks very ordinary on the outside, and others will definitely not know that it is actually a fairy weapon unless they tell them.

In Chang Su's view, Mo Xun found the Dark Stone, and he could seal the magic weapon by himself, so the Xuanming Sword should also belong to him.

Mo Xing sat down beside him, looked down at Xuanmingjian, and said, "Strong sword energy."

"This is a middle-level fairy weapon, so it must have a strong momentum." Mo Xun covered the wooden box and took a look at the sword without curiosity. Although Mo Xing's cultivation is very high, the middle-level fairy weapon will still affect him .

"You want to go back to the sect?" Mo Xing looked sideways at Mo Xun seriously, trying to see what he was thinking.

Mo Xun froze for a moment, then smiled, "I should go back."

Mo Xing looked at him fixedly, waiting for his unfinished words.

"You go with me. We will go back and have a look before we leave. If you want to go back to Nanshan, we will go back after we stay outside for a while. If you don't want to go back to Nanshan, we will go to other places." Mo Xun leaned on Mo Xing's With a smile on his shoulders, he talked about his future plans. As if he had thought of something, he gestured with his hands and asked, "Do you know where there is an altar? There is a stone pillar in front of the altar, and a god is engraved on it. It probably looks like this." He used his aura to write the strange divine characters on the stone pillar he dreamed of that night in the void.

"The place was deserted, and there seemed to be no signs of life around."

After listening to his description quietly, Mo Xing shook his head slightly, "I've never seen such a place."

Mo Xun was prepared for his answer, so he just shrugged, "I dreamed about it."

Mo Xing raised his hand and rubbed his hair, and said lightly, "You can dream of me next time."

"I want to try to find this place, are you with me?"

Mo Xun didn't say why he was so interested in a place in his dream, and Mo Xing didn't ask him either. Hearing what he said, he nodded and said in response, "Okay."

He looked as if no matter what request Mo Xun made, he would nod in agreement.

The scene in the dream had become increasingly blurred in Mo Xun's mind. He didn't know if it was because of the intervention of Heaven, so he could only seriously tell Mo Xing the details he still remembered, and asked him to help him remember.

However, when they were about to leave here to search, Mo Xun's residence welcomed another familiar person.

Yan Shang sat lazily on the sofa, looked at Mo Xun and said, "I've been looking for you three times."

"I wasn't here because I had something to do before." Mo Xun poured Yan Shang a glass of water, then sat across from her, and asked suspiciously, "What do you want me for?"

"Is there a second-level mission to accept?"

Another mission... Mo Xun lowered his eyes, thought for a while and said, "I don't really want to take it."

Yan Shang looked a little disappointed, "It seems that I can only find someone else."

Mo Xun called Yan Shang who got up and wanted to leave, squinted his eyes and said, "Are you so interested in the mission?"

"No way, to make ends meet." Yan Shang answered casually, unable to tell whether it was the truth or a lie.

"By the way, I always forgot to ask, which sect are you from?"

Yan Shang glanced at Mo Xun, then pouted, "Yunzhen Taoist Temple."

Mo Xun was dumbfounded, and asked incredulously, "Is it true?"

"What do you say?"

Yunzhen Taoist Temple is a sect whose disciples are all women. Although the sect regulations do not explicitly require disciples not to marry, they all have very strict personalities from the head of the sect down to a small outer disciple. feature.They believe in Taoism and mainly practice alchemy, which is considered to be a relatively high-ranking sect in the cultivation world.

The school is very good, but it is obviously not in line with Yan Shang's character. I don't know what Tiandao thinks, but he arranged such a school for her.

Mo Xun pondered for a while, then said after deliberation: "Have you considered changing schools?"

"Oh?" Yan Shang raised his eyebrows, and said half-jokingly: "Go to your Xuanjian sect?"

"No." Mo Xun shook his head, and said in a low voice, "There is a place that suits you better." He paused, and said, "Nanshan."

Yan Shang frowned, "That's the territory of the ghosts."

"Actually, I spent some time with these ghosts for some reason, and your personality is more suitable to be with them again." He couldn't see what Yan Shang thought, so he could only ask: "What do you think?"

"I am the righteous way, Nanshan is full of ghosts, how do you know that I am more suitable to be with them?"

Mo Xun coughed dryly, leaned slightly, and said in a low voice, "There are many ghosts who have cultivated human form, and they are all handsome."

Yan Shang's expression moved slightly, and he half-closed his eyes, "Really?"

Mo Xun raised his eyebrows, "Of course."

If you want to persuade Yan Shang, you have to do what you like. A place like Yunzhen Taoist Temple is really not suitable for her. Seeing that she was already a little moved, Mo Xun thought for a while, took out the golden bell and put it on the In front of Yan Shang, he raised his eyes and looked at her, hinting pointedly: "I swear, you won't lose your life because of going to Nanshan."

The golden bell was lying there quietly. Yan Shang glanced down, was silent for a while, and pursed her lips and said: "It's a very interesting suggestion, I will consider it." She stood up from the sofa, turned and left.

Whether Yan Shang can understand his hints or not is up to her if she is suspicious of Tiandao. If it is too obvious, it will be blocked by Tiandao. Such hints are already the limit that Mo Xun can think of.

Yan Shang's arrival was just a small episode, Mo Xun and Mo Xing did not change their plans because of this, they left here the next day and started aimless play. If Yan Shang is really moved by his words to go to Nanshan, let them get along in harmony.

Before there was any movement from Yan Shang, Tiandao couldn't sit still here, "You can't do this, if you reveal your identities as outsiders, your situation will become dangerous."

Mo Xun smiled at his words.

Needless to say, Mo Xun, Tiandao felt that what he said this time was too far-fetched, and his voice became lower at the end, but it was only for a moment, and then he returned to normal, "Anyway, you can't mislead Yan Shang."

"It seems that she has decided to go to Nanshan."

The way of heaven is silent.

"When you don't speak, it means I guessed right."

Tiandao said, "No."

Mo Xun smiled and said nothing.

Two days after Tiandao denied it, Mo Xing received news from Nanshan, saying that a female monk had come to Nanshan, and she looked like she planned to live permanently.

Mo Xun asked him to send a letter back, telling the King of Ghosts to let them entertain Yan Shang well, and then put this matter behind him and started to concentrate on playing with Mo Xing, looking for the altar place in his dream.

There are many ancient sites in the world of self-cultivation or the underworld of the devil and the underworld. Mo Xun and Mo Xing have traveled to many places and seen countless things like altars, but these are all different from the ones in the dream.

After traveling abroad for two or three years, Mo Xun got bored and went back to Nanshan with Mo Xing. Yan Shang had already become a member of Nanshan at this time. It was the same as Mo Xun remembered.

Tiandao has never appeared since that time.

The red flame vine in front of the palace was still the same as it was before Mo Xun left, hanging quietly as if it was just an ordinary vine, and it didn't regain its agility until seeing Mo Xun.

The return of Mo Xun and the others made the ghost king and the others very excited, and they kept following them about half a step away. When they arrived at the palace, the corner of the ghost king's eyes suddenly caught Yan Shang and stopped. He leaned over and asked suspiciously : "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Shang looked at the red flame vine in front of him with an unclear expression, frowned and asked, "What is that?"

"That's the vine brought back by Brother Mo. I don't know what it's called."

Yan Shang had never been to the palace before, so she didn't know that there were such vines here. She took a deep breath, and couldn't walk out without saying anything. There was a voice in her heart telling her that this vine was very dangerous. Do not enter without order.

Order?Whose order is it?Yan Shang's mind was blank, but her dangerous instinct was still reminding her to stay away.

Chi Yanteng was very excited when he saw Mo Xun, and climbed directly along his ankles to his shoulders, and rubbed his side face affectionately, but before he could rub a few more times, a hand crossed/inserted/ came over and The red flame vine slapped away, Mo Xing walked in with his arms around Mo Xun's shoulders, and the ghost king and others were all pushed back by him.

During the period of traveling abroad, Mo Xun's Yuanshen has been strengthened twice, and he can now stably control the half-dragon state, and his cultivation has also broken through two realms, reaching Yuanying.

After soaking comfortably in the hot spring pool for a while, Mo Xun was carried out by Mo Xing when he was drowsy. The cold palm woke Mo Xun up for a while, he opened his eyes and leaned against Mo Xing, He whispered, "Very sleepy."

Mo Xing carried Mo Xun back to the palace and put him on the bed. He lay beside him, hugged him, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Mo Xun didn't answer, but his breathing had gradually become steady.

Drowsiness rose quickly, and Mo Xun's consciousness fell into a dream. It was still the same place as last time. The dilapidated altar was inconspicuous, but somehow attracted Mo Xun's sight.

The breath here made him feel very comfortable.

Mo Xun walked up the steps and came to the front of the altar step by step. There was still a round stone on the altar, which looked very ordinary and nothing strange.

He raised his hand and gently placed it on the stone, a cool touch came from the palm of his hand, and at the same time, a gentle energy entered his body from the palm of his hand, flowing through the meridians, and his body uncontrollably turned into a half-dragon state , the white scales on the side of the neck shone with lustrous light.

This energy was the energy that suddenly appeared to strengthen his primordial spirit... Mo Xun's eyes flashed in surprise, as if he had thought of something, he held his breath subconsciously, and looked down at the stone under his palm.

The stone had lost its gray skin at some point, and a pure white jade-like thing appeared in front of Mo Xun's eyes, with a faint white light shining on it, as if there was a white mist flowing inside.

Inner alchemy... This is Mo Qi's inner alchemy!

Mo Xun's eyes widened slightly, and just as he was about to take a closer look at the inner alchemy, his consciousness suddenly went into a trance, his eyes went dark, and he woke up from the dream when he opened his eyes again.

Neidan was on the altar, Mo Xun's eyes were shining, and his heart was beating. Where is the altar?

Both he and Mo Xing were about to search the world, but neither found any clues to the altar. Could it be that Neidan is not in this world?

Mo Xun's thoughts were in a mess, he closed his eyes, and wanted to re-enter the dream just now to find more clues, but found that he didn't feel sleepy at all, and was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep at all.

Chi Yan Teng leaned over from the bed and gently rubbed against Mo Xun's forehead, as if comforting him. Mo Xun's agitated mood gradually calmed down. He rubbed Chi Yan Teng back, then turned over and hugged Mo Xing waist, and buried his face in his chest.

The familiar breath comforted Mo Xun very well. He closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep again. However, this time he fell asleep without any dreams.

The timing of the dream was very unstable. When Mo Xun wanted it to appear, he never showed up, but when he was about to give up, the dream came quietly.

It was the same scene as the previous two times. Mo Xun looked around carefully and memorized a lot of details before walking up the steps to Neidan.

Neidan has not yet appeared, still looks like an inconspicuous stone.

He put his hand on the inner alchemy, and the energy contained in it spontaneously poured into his body, strengthening his primordial spirit, why could he absorb Mo Qi's inner alchemy?Is it because they all belong to the same white dragon?Mo Xun was lowering his head in thought, when a white shadow suddenly caught sight of a white shadow from the corner of his eye, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly turned his head to look over cautiously.

A piece of white light appeared on the steps he had just passed. The white light was so dazzling that people couldn't see the people inside clearly, only a slender figure could be vaguely seen.

"Who's there?" Mo Xun asked in a low voice, tightening Neidan's hand.

No one answered, and Mo Xun couldn't see any movement of the people inside under the white light. The inner alchemy under his hand suddenly released a burst of hot breath, and Mo Xun raised his hand subconsciously when it was so hot.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind all around, and Mo Xun was blown back a step. The wind carried dust and flew towards Mo Xun, trying to sweep him away with him.

At this moment, a ball of white light suddenly burst out from the inner alchemy. The white light wrapped Mo Xun in the middle to resist the strong wind around him. The strong wind was eroding the white light, with an indomitable momentum.

Bai Guang was eroded by the strong wind, and the inner alchemy provided a steady stream of energy. The strong wind was powerless, and he struggled for a while, then retreated unwillingly.

The surroundings became calm again, and the white light slowly dispersed. Mo Xun lay on the ground with his eyes closed and fell into a coma. At this time, the figure Mo Xun had just seen on the steps gradually became clear. In front of Mo Xun.

The silent world became normal, birdsong rang one after another, and when the breeze blew, it took away the heat and left it cool.

The man looked down at Mo Xun for a while, bent down to pick him up, turned around and walked down the steps, and disappeared after a while.

In front of the Nanshan Palace, the original patches of red vines disappeared overnight, leaving only a few leaves to prove its existence.On the big bed in the palace, the figures of the two people sleeping in each other's arms gradually became transparent until they completely disappeared.

The author has something to say: Tiandao's small diary

Status: Lasagna Tears

Mo Xun asked me why I didn't let him and Han Mingjun leave...

Because I can't ah 〒_〒

I am so hungry!I'm going to be eaten up!

I hid the alchemy so well why was it discovered by others?

Mo Xun is going to find Neidan!I can't stop him T^T I don't want to be sealed