The string of data in the quick time travel is poisonous

There was a strong smell of lust in the room, and Ye Ning completely fainted.

Mo Yuan fell into a deep sleep, Mo Jue took over his body, picked up Ye Ning, and walked towards the bathing pool.

Being placed in the soothing hot water by Mo Jue, Ye Ning's brows slightly relaxed, and then wrinkled again.

Mo Jue's hand brushed over the bruised and purple hickey marks on his body, and wherever he passed, the marks disappeared.

Ye Ning groaned, his body completely relaxed, and leaned against his arms.

Hugging Ye Ning in his arms from behind, Mo Jue looked at his trembling eyelashes, and felt so cute, he couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed him gently.

Originally, the warm, fragrant and soft jade was in her arms, but the eager thoughts quickly extinguished, and turned into distress and pity for Ye Ning.

What Mo Yuan did was a bit too much.

Thinking this way, Mo Jue cleaned Ye Ning thoroughly before putting him on the bed.

Ye Ning felt comfortable, turned over, hugged the quilt and muttered twice, and slept more soundly.

Mo Jue smiled, turned on the bed, crossed his arms, and hugged him in his arms.

When he first woke up, Ye Ning's face flushed red.

It's a disgrace to a man to be forced to that point.

After punching and kicking frantically in the quilt for a while, Ye Ning lifted the quilt and exposed his head.

He was facing Shang Mojue's smiling eyes, but he was always moody, and now his face softened a little, and nothing could be seen on his face.

Ye Ning avoids his gaze, he is about to kneel to the setting of this world, one body and two souls, according to man's possessiveness and jealousy, even if they die together, he will not share his lover with others, now this The two made it clear that they had reached a certain agreement, but they actually acquiesced in the existence of the other party. It's really over!

Covering himself in the quilt again, Mo Jue tore it away, put his arms on his sides, bent down, looked at Ye Ning and said, "What are you hiding?"

Ye Ning still had a blush on his face, he looked at him with his scalp facing him and said, "I don't have it!"

Seeing the shame and anger in his eyes clearly, the smile in Mo Jue's eyes deepened.

It's a pity that Ye Ning's angle is backlit, and the expression on his face cannot be seen clearly.

After teasing him for a while, Mo Jue stood up feeling refreshed, took Ye Ning's hand, helped him put on his clothes, and straightened his collar, as if he was very satisfied with his masterpiece.

He said, "Go and eat."

Ye Ning finished his meal in a daze, and was finally taken out of the palace where he stayed these days.

Outside the palace, the most famous Yunmeng flower in the devil world bloomed along the way. The fiery red color seemed to burn everything around, and the ardent vitality instantly caught Ye Ning's sight.

It is said that when Yunmeng is burning, it can make people see the past and present, so it is regarded as an ominous flower that confuses people's hearts.

High-level monsters are born as demons, not to mention their past and present lives. As for low-level monsters, they are just a pile of yellow sand after death. Therefore, Yunmeng Flower has no effect on the demon world. Over time, it has become a symbol of the demon world.

Now, even Mo Jue, the lord of the demon world, has Yunmenghua drawn with silver thread on his robe.

Ye Ning looked at the Yunmeng flower, and for some reason, suddenly had the desire to pick one.

Stretching out his hand, his white and slender fingers were about to touch the red petals.

But Mo Jue grabbed it in his hands.

Putting Ye Ning's finger to his lips and kissing it, Mo Jue said, "Yunmeng has thorns, if you get stabbed, you will fall into an illusion."

Ye Ning stared blankly at him, and it took him a long time to realize what he was talking about.

Withdrawing his hand, he seemed a little embarrassed and nodded.

In fact, Ye Ning knew very well that he was confused just now.

He squinted his eyes and took a look at the clump of Yunmeng flowers. Looking at it now, the blood-red color that he thought was unbelievably beautiful just now seemed to be tainted with deep ominousness.

This Yunmenghua has a problem.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside.

Mo Jue stretched out his hand to catch the spell in the air.

Seeing what was written on it, he frowned, ordered someone to "invite" Ye Ning back, and left in a hurry.

Ye Ning was under house arrest in the palace, he didn't know that a war was taking place not far from him.

Mo Jue had a sarcastic smile on his lips. It seemed that the two realms of monsters and monsters had been without a master for too long, causing some people to forget their own positions.

Mo Yuan was still in deep sleep, and Mo Jue changed step by step. Mo's hair was bundled up, his feathered crown and black clothes rose into the air, and landed on the battlefield.

When he arrived, there was an ancient white tiger roaring: "Didn't you say that the master of your demon world came back a while ago? Let him come out to see me!"

The meaning of the smile on the corner of Mo Jue's lips was unclear. He fell from the sky, and his clothes rose up in the wind, carrying the aura of dominating the world.

The black hair is windless and automatic, and the gorgeous face is covered with frost.

Standing proudly, he said: "My name is Mo Yuan, why are you looking for the Lord of the Demon Realm?"

The white tiger looked arrogant: "What are you, dare to speak in place of the Lord of the Demon Realm?"

Mo Jue raised his sleeves, his blood was fully suppressed, and Bai Hu instantly knelt on the ground.

Stepping on the white tiger's face with snow-white boots, Mo Jue raised his eyebrows lightly, "What are you, you dare to talk to me like this?"

The demon world is not comparable to the demon world, and the monsters are comparable to the animals in the human world. They know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and avoid natural enemies.

Under Mo Jue's suppression, the fighting monsters were crushed one after another until their legs went limp and they knelt down on the ground.

The white tiger trembled, knelt down at Mo Jue's feet, and begged for mercy: "My emperor, spare my life, spare my life..."

In the middle of begging for mercy, he was crushed to a pulp by Mo Jue on the spot.

The bloody scene silenced the scene, and after a while, the monsters trembled and said: "Welcome my emperor back!"

That's right, the fear and obedience in this bloodline seemed to be engraved in their bones, letting them know clearly that it was the powerful monster clan who ruled them back.

Seeing the surrender of the monster clan, the demon soldiers put down their weapons one after another.

When the war ended, Mo Jue raised his lips. What was lost ten thousand years ago, now, he will take it back bit by bit!

When he was full of ambition, Ye Ning sat bored in the hall, thinking about the magic of Yunmenghua, and felt a little itchy in his heart.

To him, having no memory of the past was always a thorn in his heart.

Apart from his identity as an actor, he doesn't know anything about his past. Perhaps, he can use Yunmenghua to find out about his inexplicably disappeared past.

The plucked Yunmeng flowers were inserted in the hall, blessed with the unique secret method of the world of cultivating immortals, the flowers were as fresh and tender as if they had just been plucked, but Ye Ning knew that these were useless.

As long as the Yunmeng flower is picked off, its effectiveness will return to zero, just like ordinary flowers, only unpicked flowers will have an effect.

Ye Ning turned around in the hall. Although he couldn't see it on the bright side, he knew that there must be many people watching him in the dark, inside and outside.

Ye Ning showed a sly smile at the spiritual vein that was unlocked by Mo Jue after trying...

After Mo Jue settled a major matter, he returned to the bedroom, but there was no one there.

His face was gloomy as if water was about to drip, and the voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "Find it for me!"

Ye Ning sat down and prepared himself, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and was about to put his hand on the clump of Yunmeng flowers.

"What are you doing?" Mo Yuan grabbed his hand.

Ye Ning looked at the delicate Yunmeng flowers with some pity, and turned to look at Mo Jue.

Or should I say, Mo Yuan.

Ye Ning was about to answer, but Mo Yuan lost all patience. He slapped Ye Ning's dantian with his palm, picked him up roughly, and disappeared on the spot.

When Ye Ning woke up again, he found himself lying in the red veil, and Mo Yuan was looking down at him deeply.

In front of the window, Mo Jue stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was admiring the moon.

Mo Yuan lifted his chin and said, "Why did you leave us? As long as you don't leave, we can give you anything."

Seeing his obviously abnormal state, Ye Ning couldn't help stepping back.

Seeking help, he glanced at Mo Jue.

Mo Yuan sneered: "At this time, do you think brother will let you go? He will never tolerate you leaving us!"

Ye Ning trembled, shook his head, and wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

Mo Yuan smiled, very happy, he said: "Don't you like Yunmenghua? There are many here."

Mo Jue turned his head and glanced at the situation behind him with a complicated expression.

Mo Yuan said: "Look, you like Yunmenghua, so I used Yunmenghua as a guide to create a small environment."

He touched Ye Ning's cheek: "Do you like it? Ah Ning."

Behind Ye Ning, dozens of vines bound him to the ground.

Mo Yuan withdrew his fingers and untied the vines, with a proud expression on his face: "In this world, my brother and I have the final say."

The dark green vines withered in an instant, and the midsummer season no longer existed, and the scenery changed suddenly.

Snow began to fall from the sky, and large Yunmeng flowers bloomed beside Ye Ning. The white snow and red flowers were breathtakingly beautiful.

Mo Jue walked over slowly, held Ye Ning's chin and said, "A'Ning, you shouldn't have run away."

With a swipe of Mo Yuan's hand, the clothes on Ye Ning's body were completely removed like tender tofu. Immediately, a white gauze enveloped Ye Ning's body.

Half-hidden, half-hidden, full of spring.

The cold snowflakes fell on his body, and Ye Ning's skin suddenly had small particles. Even if Ye Ning didn't have anything restraining him, under Mo Yuan's control, he couldn't move.

Mo Yuan stepped forward, bent down, looked down at him, and nodded Ye Ning's lips suggestively: "It seems that you can't do without my brother..."

The rest of the words disappeared between the lips and teeth of the two, and the sound of "tsk tsk" sounded.

Probably because it was too cold, Ye Ning, who was nestled in Mo Yuan's arms, subconsciously leaned into Mo Yuan's arms the moment he resumed his actions, which made Mo Yuan's expression ease.

After a long time, his lips parted, Mo Yuan caressed Ye Ning's side face and said: "A Ning, I will make you happy." So, don't leave me.

Mo Jue looked at what was happening in front of him, clenched his fists, and finally walked forward...

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