My past life was a fan of all men

Mo Lang stood on the golden hook with his hands behind his back and his face was pale, and he sent a message to Sun Ran in secret language, saying that he had successfully rescued Mr. Sun, and he would not show up anymore. Please also ask Sun Ran to remit the 500 million Go to your □□ number.

Then Sun Ran received a call from the hospital, and he and Sun Ren hurried to the hospital.

Mo Lang was bitten by a wolf dog on the neck, and was hit by a tiger on a stone pillar. He was seriously injured, but he still dutifully told Sun Ran the words that he had rescued Mr. Sun, and then held back With the last burst of immortal energy, he silently recited the mantra and flew towards the Wannian Immortal Cave.

I saw a faint golden light suddenly appearing in the fairy cave, and then Mo Lang fell down at the entrance of the fairy cave. He lay weakly on the ground, with his legs back and stared, but he still couldn't reach the "Bibo Spring" While going to drink hot spring water, he lay on the side of the "Bibo Spring" and trembled a few times, and passed out in a coma.

Lying on the golden grass bed, the fox was humming and fell asleep, and a golden light pierced its eyes. It stretched out its two front paws and scratched its eyelids. Mo Lang had already closed his eyes and passed out.

It hurriedly jumped up from the grass bed, clawed its four claws and ran towards the direction where Mo Lang was lying on his stomach.It got closer, and with a pair of turquoise green eyes, it saw clearly that the stunned person was its benefactor. It immediately stretched out its front paws and pushed Mo Lang's body a few times, but Mo Lang still didn't move.

In desperation, the white fox ran to the "Bibo Spring", and just like Mo Lang saved it before, he stuck his sharp beak into the spring water and came to Mo Lang's side with a small mouthful of spring water, and kissed each other through his mouth. Way to pour spring water into Mo Lang's mouth.

The fox ran back and forth several times, and the "Bibo Spring" was covered with the fox's plum blossom paw prints, but Mo Lang, who fell asleep, still didn't improve at all, there was no blood on his white paper cheeks, and his blue lips looked It makes people feel distressed, if there are not so many heartbeats, the fox will really think that the benefactor is dead.

It put its mouth on Mo Lang's lips, and blew desperately towards Mo Lang's throat. The little fox was just an ordinary fox, it didn't have immortal energy, so it couldn't give Mo Lang immortal energy. It turned back and forth around Mo Lang's body, and suddenly a gleam flashed in its green eyes, "By the way, it's the rejuvenation grass. As long as you give Engong the rejuvenation grass, he will definitely come back to life."

Then it turned its head and blinked its grass-blue green eyes at the few Resurrection Grasses in the cave, then raised its paws, intending to hop over and bite a stalk of Resurrection Grass with its mouth.When it was shaking its bright tail and wanted to run over, its paws were caught by someone. It shook its pointed ears and glanced behind it. It turned out that the person who grabbed its calf was Engong Morang.

"Glory, don't use the 'Resurrection Grass' for me, I'm just tired." After he finished speaking, he got up from the loess and picked an apple full of essence in the "Bibo Spring", biting Then, he staggered to the stone wall, lay down and closed his eyes to rest.

The fox blinked and watched Mo Lang walking towards the stone wall, it was dumbfounded, a little stupefied, "Why isn't Mr. Eunuch in a coma, but fell asleep?!" The fox ran to the edge of the stone wall where Mo Lang fell asleep Squatting and watching, from the morning sun showing a little light to the golden crows and the mountains reflecting red and the spring water of the half river, to the starry sky hanging high in the cold and the laurel fragrance, the little fox squatted and watched in front of the stone wall for three days and three nights.

After sleeping for three days and three nights, Mo Lang opened his eyes when Yue'er Chuchu showed his face and sparks lit up the sky. He opened his somewhat dry eyes and saw the fox guarding his side. Looking at the pair of green eyes of the little fox, a rippling suddenly appeared on the eyelids. No one went to condolences after falling from the building, and if I really died today, there would be at least one little fox for me. Wake up by yourself.

He pursed his lips, and a light smile appeared on his white cheeks. Mo Lang, who was still a little weak, reached out and stroked the little fox's fur. He narrowed his long eyes slightly, and said with some ripples : "Glorious, you are tired too, go and rest."

The little fox buried his head deeply in Mo Lang's chest, and shook his head from side to side.Mo Lang's hand became more gentle. He touched the fox's cheek and said, "The teacher's life in this country will not be so short. Don't worry, don't tire yourself out. Go and rest."

The little fox raised his head to look at Mo Lang, then jumped off the stone wall with some reluctance, returned to his yellow grass bed, curled up and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Early the next morning, Mo Lang got up early, and practiced at the entrance of the fairy cave with his legs crossed and his eyes closed. This time, Mo Lang's vitality was not completely consumed, but it was consumed a lot. He touched his finger The jade ring on the top seems to be starting again.

When the sky was bright, it was about 6 o'clock in the morning when the rooster crowed, and Mo Lang flew out of the fairy cave on tiptoe. The valley was full of birds and flowers, and it was clear and clear, as if nothing had happened.Mo Lang flew freely in the valley like a lark. He flew against the silver spring to the top of the mountain. When he stepped on the top of the mountain, he stared at the big banyan tree for a long time. "Thank you for letting me meet Glory."

Mo Lang rode his bicycle back to school. The students in the school were all fluttering in white clothes. The breeze blew over their delicate faces, and pure white lotuses bloomed on their faces.

The class bell rang, and Mo Lang ran to the door of Class One (17), but was called to the Academic Affairs Office by the class teacher Zhang Li.

"Mr. Zhang, I don't know what you want from me?" Mo Lang frowned.

Zhang Li picked up the porcelain cup on the table, took a sip of water, and cast a gloomy look at Mo Lang. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said helplessly, "Student Mo Lang, you only took one day off, but you already I haven't come to class for a whole week..."

Mo Lang was stunned for a moment, and then with a smile like a lotus blooming, raindrops floated on his face and said, "Mr. Zhang, isn't it just a week? Don't worry, I will catch up with the class soon."

Zhang Li picked up the ruler in his hand, and smacked Mo Lang's butt vigorously, "You bastard, you can only act like a good boy, and you have half a month to take the test, look at you bastard, don't give me a test It’s not bad to be the bottom one in the whole class.”

The fact that Mo Lang was scolded by the bald Zhang spread throughout the class.When he returned to the class, all the classmates in the class cast strange glances at him. A man named Zhang Feng walked up to him with the corners of his lips in his mouth, put his hand on his shoulder and said in a friendly way: "School just started!" In less than a week, you dare to skip class, I really admire you!"

Mo Lang ignored him, he walked to the last seat in the class and sat down.The girl named Chen Xiaodie sitting in front of him turned her head and said to him: "Don't be afraid, I've already made notes for you in all subjects, and you can definitely keep up with the progress."

Mo Lang tilted his head to the side to shake the slanted bangs on his sword eyebrows, and stared deeply at Chen Xiaodie with his eyes wide open like ink. Chen Xiaodie's fair face suddenly turned red, and Mo Lang took the She gave her notebook and said to him more gently: "Thank you."

Chen Xiaodie blushed and turned back with her heart beating. She held her face in her hands and puffed her cheeks, blowing. If it wasn't for class time, she really wanted to go to the corridor to blow some air.

During class break, Yang Muyi came to Mo Lang's desk, puffed his face and asked him for his new number, "Stinky boy, once again he disappeared without a trace for a whole week, do you still want my brother?" Already!"

After seeing Yang Muyi, Mo Lang thought of the man named Ruolin again in his heart. If it was really because of Ruolin that future generations would commit suicide by jumping off a building, then this man named Ruolin was the one that Mo Lang wanted. Raiders.

Mo Lang reached out to grab Yang Muyi's hand, and asked with a serious face, "So... is Ruolin in this school?"

Yang Muyi raised his eyebrows, then smiled dryly and said, "What's the matter, do you want to see him so soon? It seems that I really miss him!"

"Don't make trouble, is he... in this school?"

Yang Muyi put his hands on Mo Lang's shoulders, pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a wry smile: "A good student like him must be in Class One (1) of Senior High!"

The words "Grade 1 (Class [-])" took root in Mo Lang's heart, he gritted his teeth, "I am the number one national teacher in the world, wouldn't it be easy to get into a top class of a grade?! "

This sentence made Yang Muyi almost lose his footing and fall off. He smiled dryly, then put his head into Mo Lang's ear and said, "It is the first class in the province to train Tsinghua and Peking University candidates! Many Students from all over the world want to study in high school, so... not just comparing with all the students in City A, but comparing with students all over the country!"

Mo Lang stretched out his hand to pull the small dark blue tie on his collar, and said with a breezy smile, "That's not a problem." After all, I am the number one national teacher in the world!

Yang Muyi glanced coldly at Mo Lang, then turned and left shaking his head. "You must be crazy!"

After school, Mo Lang carried the notebook that Chen Xiaodie had given him, and rode his bicycle back to the small bungalow in the slums. He had just finished taking a shower, and he was wearing a vest and a pair of boxer shorts. The water dripped onto his back, he brushed the corner of his thin, almost transparent vest, and sat on the sofa looking at Chen Xiaodie's notebook.This girl's handwriting is pretty good, it's in block letters, and it's decent both horizontally and vertically, much better than that weak Mediterranean Zhang.

He was half lying on the sofa and flipping through his notebook. The mobile phone on the desk rang a few times. He reached for the mobile phone and glanced at it. 500 million had been deposited into the account.He pursed his lips and continued to look at the notebook. There were only a week of notes, and there were 9 courses in total. It took Mo Lang about half an hour to read all the notebooks and memorize them.

He picked up the English book that was lined up on the page like densely packed black ants, please forgive him for really not being able to understand... slam!

In the evening, Uncle Liu brought a bowl of preserved vegetables and meat to Mo Lang to eat. When Mo Lang saw Uncle Liu turn and leave, his heart was full of loneliness, and it was time to help Uncle Liu!