My past life was a fan of all men

Mo Lang concentrated his attention, crossed his thumbs and index fingers, stretched his head in a circle, puffed up his mouth and blew out a golden circle like a magic spell, which flew down into the first male clay doll, binding the clay doll The rope is entwined and locked tightly, the clay doll dances and dances, frowned from time to time, the chubby little face is snoring, and as the light points, the clay doll is pushed and turned into a little angel with a halo on its head , sent to Qian Zheng's bedroom on the second floor, unexpectedly the clay doll broke into mud and sand and scattered on the floor the moment it left the altar square.

Mo Lang focused on opening his sky eyes and staring at the outside of the phalanx for a long time, then frowned tightly. The two people in this bedroom are too dark, and they are destined to only give birth to a girl in this life. , had nothing to do with a male baby, the entire dormitory was surrounded by blue yin energy without revealing a single crack, it could be described as layer upon layer of light, airtight.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Lang picked up the wooden sword again and blew out a second circle, and put on the second male clay doll again. As expected by Mo Lang, it was still crackling into dust at the moment of the formation.After failing one after another, Mo Lang opened his eyes again, and saw that there was not only Yin Qi around the bedroom, but also a dark blue miasma surrounded by Yin Qi. Females are yin, and males are yang. If you want to give birth to a man, you must have a red light to break through the miasma, and then you can get a man as you wish.

Mo Lang leaped up into the air, stretched out his hand to grab the mahogany sword, swung the sword around his body like a general pointing soldiers in mid-air, and tapped it lightly on all four sides, where the spot glowed red, connecting it like a curtain of eighteen beads. Commonly known as "revealing a dream with a bead curtain", then Liuyun waved his hands and smashed the red bead curtain into the miasma, only to see a torrent formed where the bead curtain passed in the miasma, and the flowing water was blood-colored, like a vast ocean of blood. The waves are mighty and mighty.

Seeing the sea of ​​blood unfolding, Mo Lang picked up a male doll and sent it to the sea of ​​blood. The clay doll was sitting leisurely on a small boat in the sea of ​​blood. Propelled by Mo Lang's skills, the boat moved forward slowly, passing the stairs, Going up to the second floor, the breeze blows to the door of the bedroom. The little mud baby wriggled for a while with a smile, tiptoed slightly, and wanted to jump into the bedroom. At this moment, the sea of ​​blood was swallowed by the miasma. , the heavy blue miasma in front of him connected again, and the sea of ​​blood was covered by the blue miasma, turning into smoke and dust flying all over the sky.

Three hours had passed, and Mo Lang was sweating profusely, with bean-sized drops of sweat popping out on his forehead, his face was a little pale, his cherry red lips were also a little white, and his energy was exhausted a lot.He stepped back a few steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.Seeing that Sun Ran was anxious, if the master hadn't ordered him not to break into the formation, otherwise both the master and the apprentice would have died suddenly. Fortunately, Mo Lang would also go mad, bleeding from the seven orifices, and directly turned into a puff of green smoke. die.

He had already advised the master not to use kung fu anymore, fighting against the sky, people are bound to lose.Outside the formation, Sun Ran's eyes were already burning and tears were pouring down like rain, he was fidgeting like on pins and needles, his facial muscles were twitching stiffly, four or five buckets of water were pumping up and down in his heart, and his two clenched arms were restless. Full of veins.The pair of eyes piercing the autumn water did not want to see how majestic and powerful the master was, as before, but hoped that everything would be well for the master, and chanted tremblingly: "Anituofo, Anituofo..."

This time, Mo Lang is going to fight against the heavens, it is his natural destiny, he is going to turn the world around, he has already prepared for a hard battle, but he never expected that it would be like blood staining Wujiang River surrounded by shaggy haired overlord Sorrowful and miserable like self-destruction!Even if they played chess with Duke Zhou, they did not want to believe that Qian Zheng and his wife were doomed to die without a son for three lives and three generations.

When he was at a loss, he caught a glimpse of the female clay doll being put aside from the corner of his eye, and suddenly he drew a sword in his heart, with a cold light in his eyes. If it was not a last resort, he would not choose this method. This female clay doll is also because of the needs of this formation, but now, this female doll has become the key to the deployment of this formation.

A gust of breeze blew through the crack of the door from the distance of the high mountain, Mo Lang's clothes fluttered, bangs blew gently on his pale face, with a sharp knife in his eyes, he looked up to the sky, "What is the reason that these two people are so angry? No heirs for three lives and three generations? How much resentment is there, or what mistake did they make to bring such heartbroken punishment that they can only ask for but not get?!"

Mo Lang raised his sword in the sky again, stretched out his right hand and raised his index finger and middle finger, closed his eyes, and said brokenly, "In the past life, Zong Zong died like the previous life, and after death, there is no trace of ashes; in this life, Zong Zong is already I was born today, so far I have been reborn with a bear in my dreams."

After reading, she set up the female clay doll, and the female clay doll flew out of the formation, dancing and laughing all the way to Qian Zheng's bedroom on the second floor. The moment she was about to fly into the bedroom, Mo Lang frowned Sharp, with his eyes closed, his heart turned sideways, his facial expression distorted, his heart became more and more entangled, as if entwined with thousands of knots that could not be untied, he was in great pain, he wanted to pronounce the term and break the female doll into pieces On the spot, it was good to break the miasma of this "thousand-year girl", but how could he be willing, how could he be willing to kill an unborn, lively, cute, innocent little girl?

With a wave of his hand, a white light lit up in front of the door, and the girl fell asleep in front of the white light. "How can a person who learns the Tao hurt someone's life for his own benefit!" Two tears fell from the corners of his burning red eyes, and they happened to fall on the body of a male clay doll.This clay doll is wearing a champion red robe and a hat with two wings and feathers. It looks like a wise and intelligent person. Its facial features look like finely carved white jade, which is both exquisite and childish.

At this moment, above the thousands of miles of clouds in the formation, two winged horses rattled back, flew over the Nine Heavens Gate, crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, went all the way, and finally brought back a koi from the five-color fairy pond. Mo Lang was clenching his hands into fists, the tiny blue veins on his white arms were protruding, hesitating back and forth, not knowing what to do next, when he heard a horseshoe neighing from a distance, Mo Lang raised his head and saw the galloping white horse , as if seeing the dawn, the elongated cheeks suddenly burst into a warm smile like the sun.

Seeing Mo Lang's brows and eyes curled up in a smile, the male doll in a champion red robe also laughed cheerfully. Lang furrowed his brows tightly, and when he was thinking about how he would jump up by himself, the little Zhuangyuan ran up to Mo Lang with a smile on his bare feet in mid-air. His tiny body was exactly right. It was only about the size of Mo Lang's cheek, and Mo Lang hadn't reacted yet, he just felt a soft puffy lip kiss his face, and a small, tender lip like a cherry blossom in full bloom flew down from a tree on his cheek...