Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Behind the rockery are first three stone steps, then a section of gravel road, and then a small pool inside.The pool is surrounded by pebbles, the water quality is crystal clear, and it is still steaming.

This turned out to be a real hot spring, and what's more, there was still traces of aura in this hot spring.

Duan Lang was taken aback for a moment, then delighted, his beautiful phoenix eyes bent into crescents, and exclaimed: "There is Wen Lingquan here, Xiao Hei, you are my lucky star."

Xiao Hei still shook his head in a daze, but seeing that Duan Lang liked it very much, he swallowed the red letter hissed twice.

There are many trees planted beside the pool, the trees are tall and dense, even if you don't use spells, you can still protect your privacy well.

Seeing this, Duan Lang no longer hesitated, took off his clothes, and stepped in with bare feet.

The slowly flowing hot water wrapped his tired muscles, and his aching body seemed to be liberated, so comfortable that he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

There is spiritual energy in the pool, and it doesn't need to be operated, it just drills into the pores, which perfectly alleviates Duan Lang's current problem of not being able to use spiritual energy.

There is a stone platform for sitting in the pool. Duan Lang washes his body and clothes first, then walks over and sits on it, intending to soak for a while.

His body is a cultivator, and staying in a place full of aura will make him very comfortable.

Xiao Hei is a cold-blooded animal and is not interested in hot springs. Seeing that Duan Lang was enjoying the bath, he climbed to the side of the tree and waited for him.

At this moment, there was a slight noise in the distance.

Xiao Hei smelled the familiar breath, his huge body froze, quickly slid down the tree, and hissed a few times at Duan Lang.

Duan Lang saw Xiao Hei's anxiety, and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Hei turned around twice anxiously, picked up Duan Lang's clothes with his mouth, stuffed them to him, and motioned him to put them on.

Duan Lang had no choice but to come out of the pool, reluctantly used spells to dry his clothes, and was about to put them on when he heard a voice——

"Little bastard, what are you doing here?"

Duan Lang's eyes widened suddenly, and he quickly put his clothes on without thinking.

The clothes of the original owner were all robes, which were difficult to put on and take off.He tried his best to find out, but just as he put on half of his sleeves, a tall and straight figure appeared at the end of the gravel road.

The person came in a black robe with black hair, his face was so white that it was almost transparent, and the red stripes on the left browbone extending to under the collar were dazzling.

Seeing Duan Lang, Mo Yuan's face darkened almost inaudibly, and after seeing his appearance clearly, the color of his eyes changed slightly.

Duan Lang was only wearing half of his sleeves, and the white robe was hanging on his body. His white skin was as shiny as white jade, and water droplets flowed down his wet black hair, forming a seductive line on his chest. traces of people.

He stared at him with slightly wide eyes, his clear and moist eyes filled with mist.Not like a sword cultivator, but rather like the kind of flower demon who specializes in attracting human spirits.

Mo Yuan instantly recalled the scene of seeing Duan Lang get out of the bath under the moonlight a hundred years ago. He thought he had forgotten it, but he had always remembered it clearly.

The demonic energy in his body began to surge like a thick fog, his black eyes turned scarlet, and he stared at him with hatred, wishing to swallow him alive.

Duan Lang panicked inexplicably, turned his back subconsciously, put his clothes on his body, and said in a panic: "Master... Junior brother, you... why are you here?"

Xiao Hei shrank his body into a ball, hiding aside and shivering.Its body is obviously so huge, but it just shakes out a sense of panic like a little mouse.

Mo Yuan closed his eyes forcefully, and when he opened them again, the scarlet color had faded, sinking like a bottomless pool.

"Bastard, get over here."

This sentence was said to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei wailed, glanced timidly at Mo Yuan, then at Duan Lang, moved his huge body, and walked slowly towards Mo Yuan.

When Duan Lang saw that its body was shaking, he couldn't help but feel distressed and said: "Junior brother, I came here by myself, it has nothing to do with it, so don't be aggressive with it."

Mo Yuan glanced at Duan Lang with cold eyes, and suddenly came over with a flick of his sleeves, a powerful demon energy hit his chest heavily, his voice was as cold as ice.

"I teach my own bastard, what qualifications do you have to teach me? Call you senior brother, do you really think you are my senior brother?"

Duan Lang slammed into the pool so hard that the ribs on his chest seemed to be broken, and there was a sharp pain.

He staggered to his feet, a fishy sweetness rushed to his throat, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Xiao Hei no longer cared about Mo Yuan's order, slipped into the pool, circled Duan Lang tightly, surrounded him, and wailed at Mo Yuan twice.

Duan Lang's whole body was already on the verge of collapse, his face was cold and pale, and even his lips lost their color.

He reluctantly took out a elixir and fed it into his mouth, patted Xiao Hei's body lightly with his palm, and comforted him: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Mo Yuan's face became more and more icy, Mo Mo stared at Xiao Hei gloomyly, "I'll say it again, come here."

Xiao Hei was originally just an ordinary little black snake living in this palace, but was raised by Mo Yuan with demonic energy, and he became his master.

But it has lived for so many years, the only one who can feed it fruit and gently stroke the top of its head is Duan Lang.

It didn't want to disobey its master's orders, but it was even more reluctant to part with Duan Lang.

It hissed at Mo Yuan twice again, with pleading in its big eyes.

Mo Yuan laughed back angrily, "Very well, very well."

Xiao Hei is a not very smart snake, and he can't understand human speech, but he can tell that Mo Yuan's face is not good.

It became visibly frightened, its huge body shrank, wishing it could shrink into a ball and hide.But still stubbornly did not let go of Duan Lang.

Mo Yuan's heart moved with his thoughts, and a whip as thick as a child's arm suddenly appeared in his palm, and he said coldly: "Since you don't want to come here, then you don't have to come here in the future."

Duan Lang was in a bad mood, and without thinking about it, he desperately mobilized his spiritual power to prop up a spiritual barrier to protect him and Xiao Hei.

As soon as it was supported, the long whip came with the wind and hit the aura hood hard.

With almost no strength to deal with it, the spiritual energy shield made a crisp cracking sound and cracked like glass.

Duan Lang let out a mouthful of fresh blood, splashing like red plums on Xiao Hei's smooth scales.

Xiao Hei didn't know exactly what happened, but vaguely understood that Duan Lang was protecting it.

It wailed, its big head arched Duan Lang's face like gold paper helplessly, and its body tightly circled him again.

It wants to protect him.

As soon as Duan Lang's accumulated spiritual power was used up, the Lingtai felt like it was about to be shattered, and there was a sharp pain like a needle prick.What was even more frightening was that a blizzard was blowing up in his meridians, and the biting chill began to torture him fiercely.

He's going crazy.

Duan Lang was thinking in a trance, the blood at the corner of his mouth was frozen into ice balls, which hurt him a lot.

Mo Yuan in front of him has turned into a double image, he opened his frozen mouth with great effort, and said like a mosquito: "Junior brother, you have already vented your anger, so don't hurt Xiao Hei anymore."