Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Mo Yuan controlled the flying magic weapon, but he didn't make it fly very fast, and the height was just passing by the ground.

Duan Lang found that the further north he went, the thicker the fog and the lower the visibility.Feeling uneasy in his heart, he touched Xiao Hei's icy scales, and couldn't help asking: "Junior Brother, where are we going?"

Mo Yuan's face has been very solemn since just now. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Duan Lang, his voice was like gold and jade, cold and low, "Senior brother doesn't know, you can use your spiritual sense to find out."

Duan Lang found that Mo Yuan couldn't speak well, and he would always be sneering when he asked him anything, which made him especially want to recommend Cai Kangyong to him, to see if he could teach him better.

He closed his eyes, his consciousness stretched out in all directions like a silk net, and soon discovered the abnormality.

In the place closest to the north, the white mist was as thick as a cloud of smoke, and groups of monsters walked towards the depths of the thick fog.

Their eyes are dull, they are not noisy, they are as good as little chickens following behind the mother hen.

He really wanted to see what was there, but his spiritual sense had reached the limit, so he could only retract it, and asked Mo Yuan hesitantly, "Could it be some high-level monster that can control the mind is devouring it."

Mo Yuan's face was gloomy for a moment, and he said in a dark voice, "I don't know."

His consciousness was strong enough, but when he touched the thick fog, it was as if he was blocked by something, and he couldn't find out what was going on inside, which made him feel very bad.

Duan Lang hesitated: "Then shall we still go?"

Mo Yuan gave him a cool look.

Duan Lang: "..."

Alright, whoever has the bigger fist has the final say.

The dense fog didn't seem far away, but the two sat on the flying magic weapon and flew for a long time before they got close.And the closer to the dense fog, the more monsters, just like going to the market, kept rushing into it.

Duan Lang wondered if all the monsters in the abyss had come here.What's even more strange is that these monsters really seem to be controlled by their minds. They are clearly right in front of them, but they have no intention of attacking at all.

This situation is really weird.

The two dared not take the flying magic weapon any more, so they jumped off and planned to walk.

Mo Yuan put away the flying magic weapon, and grabbed a monster to absorb its magic energy. Seeing that it didn't move and didn't resist, his brows furrowed tightly.

But not resisting is also a good thing, and it is very convenient to absorb the magic energy.

Duan Lang saw Mo Yuan put his hand on the monster while walking, and in almost a second, a low-level monster turned into a thin skin.

Soon, a large area of ​​monsters were attracted by him.

This situation doesn't look uncomfortable, especially as Mo Yuan absorbs more, the thin-skinned monsters cover the road behind the two of them, which is terrifying and infiltrating.

After walking for more than half a day, the two finally came to the depths of the dense fog. There were more low-level monsters here, and countless monsters crowded together like black tadpoles, which made people very uncomfortable.

Duan Lang rubbed his arms and asked Mo Yuan, "Junior brother, can you see the situation ahead clearly with your spiritual sense?"

Just now he probed with his spiritual sense again, only to see a thick white fog, and those low-level monsters seemed to be swallowed, and none of them disappeared.

Mo Yuan's handsome face was faintly visible in the dense fog, and his black hair and black robe like a crow's feathers were covered with faint water vapor.

Hearing Duan Lang's question, he turned his head slightly and glanced at him, his eyes were like cold stars, "Open the spiritual energy barrier."

Duan Lang obeyed obediently, and couldn't help but said again: "Junior brother, can you see clearly? What's inside?"

Mo Yuan didn't answer him, and after quickly absorbing the monsters around him, he raised his foot and continued walking.

Duan Lang is not in the mood to care about his attitude now, he glanced at the monster with a dull expression, and felt even more uneasy.

After walking for more than half an hour, when Duan Lang was thinking about when his head would turn, Mo Yuan beside him stopped, and he subconsciously followed his gaze.

When we got here, the white mist was already thick enough to fill the surroundings like a white cloth, greatly blocking people's sight.

However, because they were so close, they could see clearly that there was a well head like a small hill on the ground in the middle of the dense fog, and the slightest mist was coming out of it.

And around the mouth of the well, countless low-level monsters with very slow movements are jumping into it like dumplings.

Duan Lang was in a trance, he raised his feet involuntarily, and followed the monsters to the mouth of the well.

Just when he was about to jump down like a dumpling like those monsters, he stretched out a hand diagonally and clamped his arm fiercely.

He came back to his senses suddenly, and found that his feet had already stepped on the edge, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back instantly.

"What...what's in it?"

Mo Yuan let go of him, staring at the extremely handsome eyebrows with a layer of gloom, "Go down and have a look."

Duan Lang gulped his saliva, and took a step back in a very hopeless way, "Junior Brother, what do you think of this? You go down and check, and I'll keep watch on the top. If something happens, I can rescue you in time."

Don't blame him for being OOC, it's really life and death, he doesn't want to drink tea and chat with Hades just yet, and then sing K to the group of ghosts, play a play, hold a meeting or something.

Mo Yuan glanced at him coldly, "Are you going down by yourself, or should I kick it down?"

Duan Lang: "..."

You have the habit of attacking when you disagree, if you put it in the northeast, you will be beaten and disabled, you know?

He held Xingling Sword in his hand, and held Xiao Hei tightly, "Then...then you go ahead, I'll cut it off..."

Mo Yuan didn't say anything this time, but gave him a sneering look, sucked up the nearby monsters, and flew into the mouth of the well.

Duan Lang opened the body protection barrier to the maximum, followed by flying in.

The mouth of the well is very deep, and after falling a foot, stone steps appeared.Countless monsters, wrapped in white mist on the stone steps, are slowly rushing in.

Going down the stone steps, the more you go in, the darker the light, the thicker the white fog, and you can hardly see anything clearly.

Impatient, Duan Lang took out the light source beads so that he could see the road under his feet clearly.

Mo Yuan glanced back at him, and didn't say anything, but the speed of attracting monsters was getting faster and faster.Neither the darkness nor the white mist had any effect on him, and he seemed to have long been used to such dark days.

After walking for a while, we reached the end of the stone steps. When we got here, the white mist faded away, filling the surroundings like a hazy veil.

At the end of the stone steps, there is a narrow hole, and there is an oval stone half a person's height standing at the hole.

The stone was neither jade nor emerald, its whole body was dark green, and a circle of lustrous light radiated from its whole body, it looked extremely beautiful.

Mo Yuan's expression froze, a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart, and he subconsciously walked towards the stone.

As a result, as soon as he passed through the entrance of the cave, he felt that the scenery in front of him changed. When he turned around, the entrance of the cave behind him disappeared, and it turned into a forest with falling pink and white peach petals. At the end of the forest, there was a pool with clear spring water. standing alone.

Her fair skin glowed with water, and her wet black hair covered her thin back.Feeling that someone was looking at him, that person turned his head and saw it was him, his red lips curled into a curved arc, and his beautiful phoenix eyes were full of temptation.

junior...

Hearing the other party call him that, his eyes darkened instantly, and he walked towards that person without hesitation...

When the man with Duan Lang's face saw Mo Yuan approaching, his smile became even more alluring. With a movement of his fingers, a thin veil covering his body was covered.The gauze was soaked in water and stuck firmly to his body, making the scenery even more charming.

Mo Yuan stood on the shore and looked at him, narrowing his cold eyes dangerously, "Duan Lang?"

Duan Lang curled his lips into a smile, his beautiful phoenix eyes bent into crescents, and waved to Mo Yuan, "Junior brother, come here."

Mo Yuan stood still, looking at him with a slight frown, as if he was thinking about it.

Duan Lang simply stepped out of the water, and his slender, fair legs made the pool water into a layer of waves.He stood in front of Mo Yuan, raised his head to look at him, his plump lips were glistening, "Junior brother, come closer, I have something to tell you."

Mo Yuan was half a head taller than him, and when he lowered his eyes, he could see his lips and neck as white as a swan.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes were as dark as night.

Sensing his change, Duan Lang intentionally leaned forward and brought his neck to his mouth, with a charming voice, "Junior brother, do you want to bite me again?"

As he spoke, he took the initiative to hook Mo Yuan's neck, and said with a smile: "Then junior brother, come and have a bite."

Mo Yuan's dark eyes narrowed dangerously, then he reached out his hand suddenly, grabbed Duan Lang's shoulder, met his proud eyes, and said sullenly: "A mere low-level illusion also wants to stop me?"

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Duan Lang's arm with his palm and pulled hard, tearing him in half.

The person in his hand turned into light spots and scattered, the peach blossom forest and the clear water pool collapsed.

What appeared in front of him was still the narrow hole, and a bunch of lines were drawn at his feet. At first glance, it looked like a ball of wool, but there was a faint wave of spiritual energy hidden in the messy lines.

This is a phantom.

Mo Yuan stepped on it, shaking those lines into powder.

Duan Lang also saw the stone. Seeing Mo Yuan standing still, he thought he was observing, so he asked curiously: "Junior Brother, what is the origin of this stone? It looks so beautiful."

Mo Yuan turned his head back, snorted lightly, ignored him, and walked into the cave.

The person in front of him was cowardly and stupid.

The person in the illusion did not imitate his essence at all.

Duan Lang: "..."

What the fuck is wrong with you? !Can it be better?