Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Duan Lang was taken aback for a moment, but then he came to his senses, with surprise in his tone, "You were the one who saved me that day?"

Not to mention that he is prejudiced against Moxiu, the main reason is that Su Mei, like Mo Yuan, doesn't look like a person who does good deeds every day.

"Little Junlang doesn't want to renege on his debt, does he?" Su Mei cast a sidelong glance at Duan Lang, her winking eyes were like silk, and she said softly, "It's okay if you don't want to pay Lingshi, as long as Xiaojunlang is willing to go back to the cave with me..."

She didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but the meaning was very obvious.

Duan Lang's ears felt slightly hot, and he hurriedly said, "How many spirit stones?"

There is no shortage of charming and charming women like Su Mei in the entertainment industry, but none of them are like Su Mei, who always teases him with words, which makes him a little bit irresistible.

Su Mei stared at Duan Lang's red earlobe, and couldn't help but chuckle, "I spent five top-quality spirit stones when I bought it, and I'll sell it to you at the original price for the sake of your good looks."

No matter where you buy the Seventh Rank Xuezhi Grass Returning Pill, it is not cheap, and Su Mei's calculation is also a conscience price.

There were still spirit stones in the original owner's storage bag, and Duan Lang found five top-quality spirit stones for her.

"Thank you Miss Su."

Su Mei took it, and scratched Duan Lang's palm with her fingertips. Seeing him withdrawing his hand in panic, the smile on his lips involuntarily became thicker. Is Your Majesty's palace much more comfortable?"

She had just smiled a few words before, but now seeing Duan Lang's innocent appearance, she was really moved.

Cultivation is boring, so it's not bad to find someone to do double cultivation together.Anyway, this handsome young man has a good appearance and excellent character, unlike other stinky men, he doesn't suffer from double cultivation.

Just as Duan Lang was about to refuse, a cold voice from the side intervened.

"Brother really thinks of himself as an outsider, even my subordinates want to snatch him away."

Duan Lang shuddered all over, subconsciously looked sideways, and saw Mo Yuan standing not far from them, his cold handsome face was full of fear.

It's only been a few days, this dog is sick again!

He thought indignantly, lowered his eyes, with an aloof and cold expression, "Junior brother thinks too much, I just thank Miss Su for saving her life a few days ago."

Mo Yuan walked over with strides, his eyes swept over Su Mei's body, and his tone was cold, "It's better." Having said that, he glanced at Duan Lang's ink hair that hadn't dried yet, his black eyes It turned cold, "Senior brother doesn't treat himself as an outsider. When did I allow you to use this place as your own cave and come in and out freely?"

Duan Lang was sure that the dog was ill. He wanted to hate him but didn't dare to, so he lost his sentence sullenly and returned now, turned around and entered the small building.

Mo Yuan watched Duan Lang enter the small building, and after imposing a restraint, he glanced at Su Mei, and ordered in a deep voice: "Follow me."

Su Mei's scalp tightened, she was keenly aware of Mo Yuan's displeasure, and hurriedly followed.

Speaking of which, he seemed to be in a bad mood during the two meetings with His Excellency.And I don't know if it's her illusion, she always feels that Her Majesty doesn't like her.

Could it be that she was angry that she provoked that cold and handsome young man?

Mo Yuan brought Su Mei to the library in the palace, flung his sleeves, sat cross-legged on the futon on the ground, and asked in a cold tone: "How about the matter I asked you to investigate?"

When it came to serious matters, Su Mei immediately put away her coquettish attitude, and said seriously: "I have found it. It is said that the northernmost Beiling City will hold an auction recently, and the list of auction items issued is There are mysterious spirits and clear water."

"Beiling City?" Mo Yuan frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed.

Su Mei pretended not to see the strange look on his face, nodded, "Exactly."

Mo Yuan was silent for a moment, then waved his hands lazily, "Understood, you can go down."

Su Mei coquettishly said yes, and when she looked up, she saw Mo Yuan's face and said in surprise, "My lord, why are the red lines on your face..."

Before he could finish the rest of the sentence, Mo Yuan made a quick glance at him.

The red lines on his face are Mo Yuan's taboo, and it is the proof that he has become neither human nor demon.For so many years, he never allowed anyone to talk about it.

Su Mei shivered in fright, but she still continued to speak bravely: "Why did the red lines on your face fade?"

Mo Yuan frowned.

Su Mei took out the mirror from the storage bag, raised it up to show him to look, "Your Majesty, look at it."

Mo Yuan raised his head and glanced, his gaze suddenly froze.He stretched out his hand involuntarily and touched the position of the left brow bone.

That is the starting position of the pattern, which was originally as bright as blood and as fresh as a living thing, but now it has become one layer.Although still eye-catching, it is not as terrifying as before.

Su Meixi said: "My lord, doesn't this mean that the demon nature in your body has been suppressed?"

Mo Yuan frowned and remained silent, a hint of thought appeared in Mo Yuan's eyes.

Although the monsters he devoured in the monster abyss made him stronger, they also planted a seed of restlessness in his body - demon nature.

The darker the red lines on the face, the stronger the magic in the body, and vice versa.

In the past few days, although the demonic energy has been suppressed for unknown reasons, he can feel that the demonic nature in his body has not been weakened. Logically speaking, this abnormality should not have occurred.

Could it be that the problem still lies with Duan Lang?But in the past few days, he has searched all over the library, and there is not a single jade slip that records that the meridians are silver.

It seems that he still has to interrogate his good brother.

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Duan Lang didn't know that he was registered by Mo Yuan again, so he went back to the small building to lie down for a while, and the messenger talisman in the storage bag lit up.

The function of the communication talisman is similar to that of WeChat, but it is not as convenient as WeChat. It cannot write, but can only send messages.

The low-level talisman can only say one sentence at a time, and it will be useless when it is used up, but it is cheap and easy to use, and it doesn't take much effort. It is the most amazing invention in the fantasy world.

He took out the communication talisman, endured the pain, crushed it with spiritual power, and a clear and sweet voice sounded like an oriole——

"Eldest brother, I miss you so much, when will you come back from the devil world?"

The one who sent Duan Lang a message was the original owner's fellow apprentice Ye Qingling, who likes to pester the original owner the most on weekdays.This time when she came to the Demon Realm, she was supposed to come with her, but her mother, Ye Ruyan, the third elder of Canglan Xianmen, put her in confinement.

Duan Lang couldn't help but feel sorry for this little girl, she should like her senior brother very much, but she never thought of seeing her senior brother forever, her senior brother would never go back.

After all, I blame that bitch Mo Yuan! ! !

Taking out a message talisman with Ye Qingling's name and spiritual power attached, Duan Lang imitated the tone of the original owner and left her a message. After thinking about it, he added another sentence. He was about to pass it on when he heard a sound coming from outside the door. .

When he looked up, his eyelids tightened.

Mo Yuan didn't know how long he had been here, he was standing at the door, looking at him quietly.

With his back to the light, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could feel the coldness emanating from him.