Salted Fish Demon Zun refuses to work overtime [Transmigration Book]

Mo Motang couldn't concentrate.

The slightly swollen lips reminded himself of what had happened all the time, so at this moment he and Zhao Wan were sitting face to face, unable to do anything except warm each other.

In other words, how did the two of them kiss each other logically? Aren't they talking about Chang Tianzong?

Mo Motang couldn't figure it out, and didn't dare to look up at Zhao Wan, but just kept staring at the empty table in front of him with his head down.

He was waiting, waiting for the next message talisman that could save him, which was the reply from Chang Tianzong.

But before that, he barely held his breath and issued a warning and threat to Chang Tianzong.

[Take care of your monks, and take care of yourself]

That's probably what it means.

Of course, he also briefly mentioned the matter of those monks. If it was passed on inexplicably, Chang Tianzong would not admit it.

He had the idea of ​​confirming Zhao Wan again, which was slightly different from his purpose, Zhao Wan wanted to wait and see Chang Tianzong's attitude from this.

Mo Motang secretly sighed in his heart, stubbornly finding a sliver of reason from the chaos.

The interior of Changtian Sect may be more chaotic than he imagined.

Zhao Wan raised her head, and her fiery gaze fell on him, burning like a raging fire.

Mo Motang suddenly put away all his thoughts, feeling extremely nervous, he couldn't figure out what Zhao Wan wanted to do for a while.

Zhao Wan only hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said: "I will take responsibility."

Mo Motang was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes little by little to look over, and caught Zhao Wan who had regained his innocence.

Ah, well, it hasn't recovered very much, and the roots of the ears are still red.

Although it is inappropriate to say so, Mo Motang, out of control, lost his mind at this moment.

A little familiar.

Although it does not seem to be exactly the same situation, it can even be said to be a completely different situation.

In the letter left after the last accident, Zhao Wan wrote similar remarks.

It's just that this sentence is exactly the same as the tone he imagined at the beginning.

Zhao Wan was really good at guessing.

The corners of the lips curved slightly unconsciously, and under Zhao Wan's dazed gaze, the smile widened.

Mo Motang laughed, his voice was low, with a little restraint.

But this time, Mo Motang didn't find any excuses to deny it, and raised his head to meet Shang Zhaowan's eyes seriously.

"Then should I listen to how Ah Wan plans to be responsible?"

The bright and clear purple eyes seemed to emit a faint light, covering Zhao Wan bit by bit.

Zhao Wan lost her mind, and her heart seemed to lose its restraint, beating crazily.

"I……"

Mo Motang raised his eyebrows lightly, waiting for Zhao Wan to continue.

Zhao Wan couldn't say another word.

In the depths of his heart, there are many vague and unclear concepts, which grow wantonly like mushrooms after rain, clogging his heart and his voice.

He can't express it.

Or rather, he didn't know how to express it.

There was never another moment in Zhaowan, like now, longing for his own understanding, longing for the self after understanding.

But the fact is not so smooth, Zhao Wan fell into doubt, and the expression on his face gradually became entangled.

A messenger talisman suddenly appeared and landed on the table in front of Shen Motang.

Mo Motang ignored it.

But it reminded Zhao Wan.

"I'll settle everything, and then I'll be upright, to Tangtang..."

Mo Motang suddenly interrupted him, "Then let's solve it first."

After saying that, he lowered his head in a panic and opened the messenger talisman.

He panicked.

No, he was wrong.

He shouldn't have talked about this kind of topic with Zhao Wan at such a time.

He didn't think Chang Tianzong would let it go. Before the matter was resolved, before the "righteousness", all the promises would become shackles.

Even if it's his, it's also Zhaowan's.

"but……"

Mo Motang raised his head to look at Zhao Wan, and continued sternly: "We can have a serious talk once we get rid of that big guy."

That was the monster that the two of them had to face after Chang Tianzong.

Zhao Wan understands his seriousness, understands how much he cares about the monster, and also understands what that care means.

Zhao Wan nodded.

Mo Motang raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, then looked down at the communication talisman again.

As he expected, even if the evidence was presented, the old fox would not admit that that kind of task was issued, and he only blamed the disciples who issued the task in the Gongde Hall, and made a promise that he would be severely punished.

Mo Motang glanced at the broken magic weapon he had put aside, and almost impulsively replied to Zhao Ling.

Even if it is a time-limited magic weapon, it is not to the extent that those poor little monks can afford it.

To put it too much, he told Zhao Wan to find him the exact same one now, but Zhao Wan couldn't find it for a while.

Not only is it expensive, but the quantity will never be large.

But he held back.

Although Chang Chang's letter of communication tried to state that it had nothing to do with Chang Tianzong, at least not with the management, but in the final analysis, Chang Tianzong admitted his statement and did not show any intention of picking a fight.

Although it can't be said that no performance means no idea, but he knew that Chang Tianzong must hope that Shuangyuezong would propose it first.

Coincidentally, Mo Mo didn't want to fight at all.

So whether it's the first move or the second move, Mo Mo Tang will not follow anyone's expectations.

It's really going to fight day and night, which doesn't conform to his rules.

Mo Motang passed the communication talisman to Zhao Wan, "There should be someone who wants to know."

Zhao Wan nodded slightly, but her gaze did not move down at all, as if she had no interest in this communication talisman at all.

Shen Motang raised his chin, glanced at the messenger talisman, and asked, "Don't you want to see it?"

Zhao Wan nodded slowly, "Yes."

Mo Motang just sighed: "That's right, there's nothing to see."

Zhao Wan responded again, Chang Tianzong's attitude was completely reflected in Shen Motang's reaction, and he had the same thoughts as Shen Motang.

He also didn't think Chang Tianzong was telling the truth.

So for the rest, he needs to personally investigate and ask Chang Tianzong and Zhao Ling.

Mo Motang didn't say anything more, and reached out to take back the messenger talisman in front of Zhao Wan.

Unlike before, Mo Motang did not burn it, but folded it properly and took back the mustard seeds.

Since he is in a position that is easy to be misunderstood, as a magic cultivator that is easy to be misunderstood, it is necessary to be careful.

Especially when dealing with Xianzong.

If Changtianzong had any plans to fight back, then these would be the weapons Shuangyuezong used to protect himself.

Far more important than other weapons.

A swollen feeling came from the mouth again, instantly pulling Mo Motang's heart back to reality.

Biting his lips lightly to confirm the situation, the strange feeling became more and more obvious.

He originally thought that this period of time would be enough to fade the traces, but now it seems that there is no great effect.

From the corner of her eyes, Zhao Wan raised her hand, touched the same red lips, and said suddenly, "I'm sorry."

Shen Motang still lowered his eyes, quickly shook his head, and unconsciously said: "After all, I also took the initiative."

The hot air exploded.

Zhao Wan silently avoided her gaze, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, thank you."

The next moment, another cloud of steam drifted away above Shen Motang's head.

Mo Motang suddenly covered his face, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to get in.

What an outrageous conversation!

Should he say something?You are welcome?

impossible!Impossible!

Sounds like there's some shady deal going on.

Come on, he just couldn't help it.

No deal!

Mo Motang took a deep breath, summoned up his courage and said, "I don't hate it!"

The voice was a little loud, and it caught Zhao Wan's sight in shock.

Covered by his hands, Mo Motang closed his eyes again, and said loudly, "Because it's Ah Wan, so I don't hate it!"

A long silence.

When Mo Motang was so long wondering if Zhao Wan took the opportunity to run away, he heard Zhao Wan get up.

Mo Motang secretly opened his eyes, and in the next moment, warm and slightly rough hands held his face.

"Don't block it, okay?"

Zhao Wan's voice was very low, with a faint magnetism, it seemed to be requesting, but it also seemed to be expecting.

Thoroughly, it bewitched his heart.

Mo Motang gradually let go of his hand, his eyes wandered away, hesitating, and finally met Zhao Wan's gaze.

He blinked, "Too, too close..."

Zhao Wan approached him little by little.

Shen Motang subconsciously closed his eyes.

No, it won't.

Do you want to do it again?Lips will break.

The thoughts in my mind are changing rapidly, but the only constant is the fierce heartbeat.

Unlike expected, this kiss was very light.

It's like a dragonfly touches water, and it's gone when you touch it.

Mo Motang opened his eyes in a daze, but in front of him was Zhao Wan's collarbone that was looming in the skirt of his clothes.

The next moment, a kiss lightly landed on his forehead.

Zhao Wan carefully embraced him, cherishing him very much.

"I seem to like Tangtang."

"Will Tangtang like me?"