Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

The barbed vine cannibalism is more ruthless than monsters. Its barbs will turn into long needles and penetrate into the body of the prey, sucking the opponent clean from the inside out, leaving no residue.

Duan Lang already felt a barb pierced into his arm, the sharp pain made his face turn pale, and he gasped involuntarily.

He wanted to swing the sword, but the exhaustion and pain of the Lingtai made him powerless.

Just when he thought he was going to die, a hand stretched out in front of his eyes.

That hand was extremely pale, but it was as beautiful as a finely crafted handicraft.

His heart skipped a beat and he looked up.

Mo Yuan stood on tiptoe, stepped on a barbed vine, swung a sword in one hand, and stretched out a long hand in front of Duan Lang. Seeing him looking at him, Mo Yuan said angrily, "Why are you in a daze, stretch your hand over."

Only then did Duan Lang realize that all the barbed vines wrapped around his arms had been cut off, hanging limply to the ground, and some were writhing crazily like long snakes, as if they were in excruciating pain.

Before he had time to think about what happened, he quickly raised his arm and grabbed Mo Yuan's hand.

Mo Yuan grabbed Duan Lang with one hand, brandished the long sword with the other hand, cut off the barbed vines, and flew back to the flying magic weapon.

The flying magic weapon carried two people and one snake, and advanced rapidly, throwing all the twisting barbed vines behind.

Duan Lang narrowly escaped death, and after sitting down limply, he held his blood-stained arm and gasped for air.

The feeling of the needle piercing into the bone is more painful than a tiger's mouth digging out his chest. He hasn't passed out until now, all because he is hanging in one breath.

Mo Yuan directed the flying magic weapon to a safe place, lowered it to the ground, and pierced Duan Lang's cold eyes like a knife, "Senior brother is really capable."

Duan Lang knew he was wrong, so he held his arms and dared not make a sound.

Xiao Hei was wrapped around Duan Lang's neck and hadn't moved. He quickly stood up and hissed the red letter at Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan's face turned cold, he raised his eyelids, and gave it a cold look.

With such a big animal, it would be the same as if it hadn't been raised. When it was in crisis, it didn't help, and it was very exciting when you vomited to him.It is exactly the same as its new master, cowardly and annoying.

Xiao Hei: "..."

It immediately shrunk down, cowardly got into Duan Lang's clothes.

Duan Lang patted Xiao Hei, exhaled lightly, looked up at Mo Yuan, and said seriously: "Junior brother, I was wrong about this matter, I shouldn't be reckless, I won't do it next time."

Ever since he came to this world, all the pain and torment he has suffered were given by Mo Yuan. He thought Mo Yuan was the one who could hurt him the most.It is only now that this is not the case.

There are many things that can hurt him, the seventh-level red python before, the barbed vine now, and even any low-level monster wandering in the bottom of the abyss.

Unless he becomes stronger himself, he will still be in deep danger next time, and at that time, Mo Yuan may not necessarily save him.

More importantly, he found that although he said he was afraid of Mo Yuan and thought he was a cruel and ruthless bitch, in his heart he unconsciously became dependent on him because of his strength.

Mo Yuan didn't expect to hear such a sentence, his brows furrowed, his eyes were slightly surprised, and then he said coldly: "It's better to be like this."

Duan Lang lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes, hummed lightly, stuffed a gathering pill into his mouth, and asked, "What shall we do now?"

Mo Yuan didn't say a word, his expression became more and more unwell.

The only resting place nearby is the one occupied by the barbed vine, because it is ferocious by nature, and monsters dare not approach it easily.

Other than that, there is no other suitable place.

He pursed the corners of his lips vigorously, took out an object from the storage bag and threw it on the ground, activating the spell to make it bigger.

Just in the blink of an eye, there is an additional layer of antique houses on the flat ground. The light emitted by the light source beads illuminates the house brightly, making it extremely eye-catching in the dark night.

Duan Lang knows that this kind of house is called Linglong House, which is a high-level magic weapon, and it is a must-have product for monks to fight monsters in the wild.Moreover, the high-level Linglong House can also resist the full blow of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

But the downside is that you can't move this thing when you throw it on the ground, and its bright appearance is not to mention how eye-catching it is, it's just a matter of telling others, come and grab me.

The original owner did not have this kind of thing, one is that he disdains this kind of enjoyment, and the other is that he prefers to meditate and practice.

After he walked in behind Mo Yuan, he saw that there were all kinds of furniture inside, not only a table and a bed, but also a bedding on the bed, which looked very comfortable.

Mo Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate with breath adjustment.

Duan Lang took a futon commonly used by the original owner from the storage bag, spread it on the floor, and sat down.The demonic energy on the golden core had accumulated half again, he didn't dare to use his spiritual power to adjust his breath and meditate, but just sat there and kept watch at night.

Xiao Hei crawled out of his arms, slid, slid onto his lap, and looked straight at him.

Duan Lang rubbed its little head, and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

Xiao Hei blinked at him, not sure if he didn't understand, or just felt that he was in a bad mood and wanted to comfort him.

Duan Lang took out the last spiritual fruit for it, and his beautiful phoenix eyes turned into crescent moons, and he snorted, "I'm fine, don't worry. Eat the fruit obediently, and go to sleep after eating."

Xiao Hei wrapped the spirit fruit with his tail and brought it to his mouth, and began to gnaw it.

It is a monster with a small brain, and it will be diverted immediately if it has something to eat.

Mo Yuan seemed to be meditating with his legs crossed, but his spiritual consciousness had been falling on Duan Lang as if there was nothing. Seeing him lowering his eyes and teasing Xiao Hei lightly, his heart suddenly became very uncomfortable.

Ever since we met again, his senior brother has always looked lively and lively, even when he was angry, the corners of his eyes and brows were still alive, his sullen appearance like today was unprecedented.

Moreover, he had been pricked by a barbed vine before, so the injury should have been serious, but he never asked him for help in treatment.

Could it be that he changed his sex after being pricked once by the barbed vine, or... the Lingtai was too painful to lift his energy.

Thinking of this, he frowned fiercely, opened his eyes impatiently, and ordered coldly, "Come here."

Duan Lang raised his head and glanced at Mo Yuan, then walked up to him, "Senior brother, what's the matter?"

Mo Yuan glanced at the distance of three feet between the two of them, felt inexplicably better, lifted his eyelids, and said sarcastically, "Senior brother is really afraid of death."

Duan Lang: "..."

Although he made up his mind to be mature and not easily get angry with this dog, but he really underestimated the ability of this guy to absorb hatred.

He took a big step forward angrily, and his belly directly pressed against Mo Yuan's face, "Is it okay now?"

The veins on Mo Yuan's forehead twitched, and he almost couldn't help slapping him out with his palm, but he held back forcefully, gnashed his teeth and said, "Since senior brother can't understand human words, it's useless to have ears, why don't I cut it for you. how?"

Duan Lang: "..."

It doesn't have to be.