Fast wear is a routine

There were wild beasts roaring outside the woods, and the strong wind rolled up sand and stones on the ground, destroying everything around. Some beasts that had no time to escape were also sucked into the strong wind, and the sand and stones mixed with dark red blood were blown away by the strong wind. It seems to be able to block out the sun.

The abnormal situation outside did not affect the nearby forest at all, it was only a tree away, but the situation was completely different. There was silence in the forest, as if there was an enchantment around it to isolate the outside world.

The atmosphere in the small tree house was rare and warm. Mo Xun half-lyed on Han Mingjun's body and whispered his guess to him, "I think Mo Qi is also in this reincarnation mirror."

"After all, the inner alchemy that unlocks the seal of the mirror of reincarnation belongs to him, and only he can find it accurately! But there is another possibility, maybe Mo Qi's primordial spirit has been hidden in the inner alchemy, so Fenghua has been looking for it for thousands of years. I can't find it, and the shadow I saw in the dream I fell into may be him."

Han Mingjun listened quietly to Mo Xun's words, and comforted his back with palms, "Your guess is also reasonable."

The palm on the back was warm and strong, and the feeling of caressing his body made Mo Xun squint his eyes in enjoyment. He rubbed against Han Mingjun's shoulder. There was nothing on the skin there, but only he knew that when this man moved/ After love, the familiar imprint of vines will appear there.

Mo Xun closed his eyes and whispered, "Unfortunately, I never fell into that dream again after that."

"Have you ever wondered why you fell into that dream?" Han Mingjun asked softly, staring down at Mo Xun.

Mo Xun was taken aback, and he frowned, "I thought it was you who did it at first." At first, he really thought it was Han Mingjun who was hinting at him, but looking at it now, this guess can be said to be very unreliable.

He thought that Han Mingjun had found Neidan's whereabouts.

Han Mingjun raised his eyebrows and smiled at his words, "I'm not a dragon, how can I find out where the inner alchemy is."

"...Then follow me in like this, aren't you afraid you won't be able to get out?"

"What are you afraid of?" Although Han Mingjun had a slight smile on his face, his eyes were full of contempt, "It's just a small fairy."

Mo Xun's eyes wandered, and he whispered, "You don't know how to get out at all."

Although his voice was low, Han Mingjun could hear it clearly. He pinched Mo Xun's chin to force him to look up, lowered his eyes and smiled lowly, "Are you afraid when I'm around?" He patted his butt, and said in a casual tone, "I only said that I don't know how to get out, but I didn't say that I can't take you out."

Mo Xun blinked and asked curiously, "What can you do?"

"Want to know?"

Mo Xun nodded obediently.

Han Mingjun reached out to rub Mo Xun's lips, and his fingertips occasionally touched his teeth but did not go in. His eyes were deep and his voice was low, "It depends on your performance."

This hint was already too obvious, Mo Xun shrank back slightly, but it involved a wound somewhere behind him, the pain made him subconsciously frowned, he pushed Han Mingjun's hand away, and said angrily: "I I don’t think I can show anything in this state.” He has been obediently suppressed for a day and a night, and if he continues, he may not have to worry about leaving the mirror of reincarnation.

The body in this world is not as good as it used to be. A look of regret flashed in Han Mingjun's eyes. He knew that Mo Xun had reached his limit, so he clicked his tongue and didn't ask him to "perform". Instead, he hugged him and rubbed him gently. With sore and stiff waist, he explained to him lightly, "The power of the mirror of reincarnation is weakening day by day, part of it has been absorbed by me, and part of it has gone to nowhere, but I guess I will be able to Take you to forcibly break the shackles of the mirror of reincarnation, and leave here."

Hearing what he said, Mo Xun felt a lot more at ease. Having spent too much physical strength and energy in a party, the spirit that was excited because of seeing Han Mingjun was gradually becoming exhausted. Mo Xun lay on Han Mingjun Hearing his voice next to his body, his breathing gradually became steady with his eyes closed.

After feeling that the person on his body had fallen asleep, Han Mingjun took the animal skin aside and covered Mo Xun's body. He lowered his head and kissed Mo Xun's forehead. The smile on the side gradually disappeared, and the bloodthirsty hostility flashed in the eyes, and what was left was full of possessiveness and bottomless affection.

"You are mine." Han Mingjun sniffed Mo Xun's breath, whispering to himself, "No one can take you away from me."

Mo Xun didn't hear Han Mingjun's whispers. After he fell asleep for a long time, he felt his physical strength and spirit recovered, and even his back didn't hurt so much. Han Mingjun used Mo Xun as a bed for half a day. After waking up, he let go, and went down to move his stiff body.

"Very hungry." Mo Xun lay on the bedside, his eyes following Han Mingjun unconsciously.

The tiger stripes on his face and the tail behind him were all gone. Mo Xun sighed silently, feeling a little pity, after all, Han Mingjun in that appearance was quite cute.

Both of them had a lot of ambiguous/ambiguous marks on their bodies, especially Mo Xun, who couldn't be covered by an animal skin skirt at all, and the marks on his chest and legs made his face involuntarily heat up just by glancing at them.

How should this get out?Although everyone is like this after the mating season, Mo Xun still doesn't want to appear in front of the tribe with such traces.

In particular, there is his third brother in this tribe.

After Han Mingjun moved his stiff body, he raised his hand and stroked Mo Xun's hair casually, and said with a good mood, "I'll go find you something to eat."

"I want to eat meat." Mo Xun made a small request silently.

Han Mingjun glanced at him with a half-smile, "I'll try my best to find meaty fruits for you."

Will there be fleshy fruit?Mo Xun thought it was definitely not. He saw Han Mingjun walking out of the tree house, thought about it and got off the bed to go out with him, but as soon as he got outside, he was startled, and he forgot what he wanted to say.

"This is... what happened?" Mo Xun was at a loss. His tree house was at the edge of the forest. Although he couldn't hear any abnormal sounds because it was protected by an unknown force, his eyes could still see. to everything that's going on outside.

In the woods, the sky is bright and the sun is bright, and outside the woods, it is not an exaggeration to say that the sky is dark and the sky is dark. The strong wind blows everything around and plunders wantonly. There is everything in the center of the strong wind, and there are countless dying beasts.

"Natural disasters." Han Mingjun leaned against the tree trunk, looked at the situation outside indifferently, and said in a low voice: "Natural disasters often occur in this world, lasting about half a month. This is something that neither wild animals nor humans can resist. There is no other way but to escape."

Mo Xun has also heard about natural disasters, but this is the first time he has seen them officially, "... Will there be an early warning before the natural disasters come?" I don't know what happened to the Blue Tribe. If the natural disaster has been spreading outward, it is only a matter of time before it affects the Blue Tribe.

Han Mingjun shook his head, "Probably not." He has the memory of common sense about the world in his body, so Han Mingjun is clearer than the bewildered Mo Xun.

It would be bad if there was no warning. The world is so big, if the Blue Tribe temporarily relocated due to natural disasters, Mo Xun would not know where to find Mo Nian.

That was his third brother, and he couldn't be left behind. Mo Xun looked outside and asked thoughtfully, "We're going out now, can we go back to the tribe safely?"

Han Mingjun glanced at him and snorted, "Stay here honestly." After he finished speaking, he stopped looking outside. After turning around and jumping a few times nimbly, his figure was blocked by the surrounding tree trunks.

Mo Xun stood on the spot and stared outside for a while before turning back to the tree house. The natural disaster came too suddenly, and there was such a big movement outside, but he didn't hear it at all. Mo Xun's eyes were on the tree house. Pausing for a while on the top, secretly guessing in his heart, will this natural disaster have something to do with the way of heaven?

However, what does he want to use natural disasters for?To deal with Han Mingjun?

Mo Xun tapped his fingers on the bed a few times, trying to call out to Heaven in his heart, but he didn't get any response.

It seems that since Han Mingjun appeared, Tiandao has never made a sound.

I don't know if he has no time to deal with this, or he is secretly planning some plan.

This natural disaster lasted for ten days. Mo Xun tried to go out halfway to feel the strength of the natural disaster, and then ran back obediently.

On the day when the natural disaster finally stopped, the hazy sky finally cleared up, and the faint light shone on the corpse of the beast, which accelerated the decomposition of the corpse, and a stench spread into the forest.

In any case, we can't live here any longer. Mo Xunji was worried about the situation of the tribe, and he directly turned into a half-longhua who led Han Mingjun to the direction of the tribe. At first, he was worried that Han Mingjun would not be able to keep up with his speed, but later found that he Simply do it with ease.

The journey of two days and one night is still shortened by more than half. The closer to the tribe, the more serious the situation of being ravaged by natural disasters. When he arrived at the location of the tribe, Mo Xun looked at the mess in front of him and suspected that the center of the natural disaster this time was simply Blue Tribe.

The originally simple cabins were all broken into wooden planks and piled up on the ground. There were many cracks on the ground, some were small, and some seemed to be able to fall a person.

Mo Xun pursed his lips, his face was a little ugly, he held Han Mingjun's hand tightly, then raised his legs and walked inside.

His third brother wouldn't be buried in it already dead, right?It stands to reason that if Tiandao still wants to devour Mo Nian's soul, he shouldn't be subject to natural disasters.

I don't know if the primordial spirit will be affected after the body dies, will Mo Nian be sent to other worlds by heaven?

Mo Xun thought about it for a long time, and his face became more and more ugly. Han Mingjun glanced at him sideways, raised his hand and tapped his forehead, and reminded him in a low voice: "There is no smell of blood here, which means that there is no smell of blood here." The people here had migrated before the disaster came."

Mo Xun froze for a moment, looked around carefully, he was slightly relieved that he didn't see a corpse, but the relief was only half.

If Mo Nian really moved with the tribe, where should he find them?