Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Seeing that Duan Lang had already spotted him, Mo Yuan stepped in and asked in an unclear tone, "What are you doing, senior brother?"

It seems that he probably didn't hear what he just said.

Duan Lang's heart relaxed, and he said half-truthfully, "Report to the sect's junior sister for safety."

Mo Yuan glanced at the messenger talisman in Duan Lang's hand, "Really?"

Duan Lang couldn't help raising his heart that had just been let go, and subconsciously squeezed the messenger talisman in his hand, "Yes... yes."

Mo Yuan pursed his lips into a smile, and after approaching, pinching the jade communication talisman with his fingers, he pulled it out of Duan Lang's hand inch by inch, as if intending to listen to the conversation inside.

"Which junior sister is it, do I know it?"

Duan Lang's heart stopped for a moment, and then it started beating wildly like a drum.

He controlled the urge to snatch the reading talisman back, without thinking about it, he said: "You...you don't know..."

Mo Yuan let out a faint oh, but didn't speak, and played with the communication talisman with his fingers.

Ye Qingling is a second-generation immortal with a lot of money. The communication talisman that was forced into the original owner was top-quality, made of top-quality white jade, and the talisman formation was engraved on it.

Mo Yuan's fingers were thin and white, even whiter than the jade-made reading talisman.But in Duan Lang's eyes, he felt that those fingers were more terrifying than the sharpest sword in the world.

He lied just now, not only reporting Ye Qingling's safety, but also other things.

Ye Qingling's mother is the third elder of the Canglan Immortal Sect and also a high-level pharmacist. He asked Ye Qingling to ask if there is any medicine that can remove or suppress the demonic energy in the golden elixir.

But Mogou can't let Mogou know about this. With his temperament, if he knows that he is trying every means to get rid of the demonic energy, he might hold back some bad tricks to deal with him.

His golden core tainted with demonic energy and his spiritual consciousness that has not yet fully recovered are living examples.

Thinking of Mo Yuan's methods of torture, Duan Lang shuddered horribly. Seeing that Mo Yuan was holding the messenger talisman, as if he was going to use his devilish energy to activate it, he grabbed his hand without thinking, "What do you want to do?" What?"

Mo Yuan looked down at Duan Lang, who was holding his hand tightly, and said with a light smile, "Senior brother seems to be very scared, is it because he is afraid that I will find something?"

Duan Lang realized his gaffe, and quickly withdrew his hand, thinking, can I not be afraid?You dog is so cruel and cruel, if you know that I am looking for help, you don't know how to abuse me.

He frowned, his expression was as cold and aloof as he wanted, "Don't you know that the messenger talisman is a private thing?"

Mo Yuan was silent, looking at him with a hooked smile, his face was careless, but those abyss-like eyes were full of coldness.

Just... like a cat deliberately teasing a mouse.

Duan Lang was lucky at first, but at this moment, his back felt cold and he broke out in cold sweat.

He was already sure that Mo Yuan had heard his summons and was just testing him.

This bitch!Why are you thinking so deeply? !It's too difficult!

Facing Duan Lang's horrified gaze, Mo Yuan wiped off the restriction on the communication talisman, and then urged it with devilish energy.

The colder voice belonging to Duan Langqing sounded——

"I'll be back in a few days. Don't read."

"Please ask my junior sister to help me ask the third elder, what kind of medicine can remove or suppress the evil energy in the body."

Ruined!

Duan Lang's eyelids twitched, and in an instant, layers of cold sweat broke out on his back.

He took a step back involuntarily, his back tensed like an open bow.

The man in front of him was in a black robe and black hair. Although the red lines on his face had faded, they were still showing his fangs and claws, as if they were about to separate from his skin.

However, his skin is fair and his eyes are black, which makes the red lines even more weird and frightening.

As if the man didn't think it was scary enough, he raised his eyes and looked at Duan Lang, with the corners of his lips curled up, and he pulled out a cold and biting smile.

"So senior brother wants to get rid of the magic energy I gave you. Does it make you uncomfortable in your body?"

Duan Lang's heart froze, and his tone was very cold and authentic: "Junior brother has heard it, why do you still ask me?"

Anyway, I can't deny it, so I just admit it, anyway, I have accumulated enough aura in the past few days, the worst thing is to open the aura barrier.

With a movement of his fingers, Mo Yuan crushed the biography into talisman powder, casually scattered it on the ground, and said mockingly, "Brother is smart now."

Duan Lang knew that Mo Yuan was mocking him.

Because the original Duan Lang was a sword cultivator, and what he cultivated was the supreme sword intent, he disdained lying and playing these tricks the most.

But he is different.He's just an ordinary movie star genius, although his acting skills are great, but no matter how similar he is, there is still a gap between him and the original owner.

What's more, he was forced to kill by this dog twice, and he was tortured for so long, so he was afraid of him in his bones.Facing him, it was difficult to be as fearless as the original owner.

Anyway, the character set collapsed, so he decided to smash the jar to the bottom, "Junior Brother Liao Zan."

Mo Yuan couldn't help snorting, and his tone was full of sarcasm, "Brother, don't waste your efforts, the devil energy enters the body, there is no other way but quenching beads." At this point, he paused, "I just don't know Who is willing to quench the pearl for you."

The original owner had no father and no mother. He grew up in the Canglan Immortal Sect. He knew many people, but there were only a few who were willing to temper pearls for him.

As Duan Lang's former fellow apprentice, Mo Yuan naturally knew the inside story.

Duan Lang felt that this guy would really poke his heart, and he poked his heart and lungs with just one poke. If it was the original owner, his face would turn pale with anger.

Fortunately, he was not the original owner. Not only was he indifferent to this sentence, but he decided to climb up the pole instead.

"Since junior brother knows, why bother to say it? Or is junior brother willing to help me suck out the devilish energy?"

Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, and his icy gaze swept towards Duan Lang.

Duan Lang's heart skipped a beat, subconsciously he wanted to stay away from him, but he held back forcefully, and continued to be brave, saying: "Why is Junior Brother looking at me like this? Could it be that he really has this plan."

Don't blame him for being so courageous, it's really inconvenient for him to be a cultivator without aura in this world of immortals.

He can't use the body purification formula, can't do meditation, can only rely on panacea for injuries, and is beaten from time to time, making life too difficult for him.

The main reason is that he feels that today's Mogou is not as scary as before. Although his eyes are still fierce, he is not murderous.

Seeing Duan Lang crawling along the pole like this, Mo Yuan felt a tinge of anger in his heart, gave him a hard look, and said coldly: "I'm going to go to the abyss of monsters, and I want to trouble my brother to accompany me."

Duan Lang: "..."

Get out of here, don't ever appear in front of me!

He curled his fingers nervously, knowing that Mo Yuan was right, he still struggled to death and said: "Senior Brother has been unwell for the past few days, Junior Brother should go alone."