Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Seeing that Duan Lang refused to admit defeat, Chen Siyuan smiled sadly, "Old Liu, hurry up and do it."

He would like to see if the person who has been hit by him can still support his arrogance.

Su Mei gritted her teeth, moved her fingers, and pulled out the whip.

Duan Lang was facing her, seeing that she was about to make a move, he shook his head insignificantly at her.

If Chen Siyuan found out the identity of Su Mei Moxiu, they would all die here today.What's more, he has sent a letter to Mo Yuan, even if he ignores him, it is impossible to ignore Su Mei, a capable subordinate.

If he had to delay for a while, Mo Yuan would definitely come.

Lao Liu admired Duan Lang's arrogance a little bit, but he held Chen Siyuan's spirit stone, so naturally he had to obey his orders, and immediately said to Duan Lang: "Don't make unnecessary struggles, or you will only suffer more."

Duan Lang gritted his teeth and straightened his bent spine. Xinglingjian pointed at Lao Liu from afar, his eyes cold, "Don't talk nonsense, come whenever you want. I don't believe that this Beiling City can really let you bully me." Male domineering, lawless."

The original owner was a sword cultivator, with a cool and cool demeanor, and his looks were already very popular with everyone.As soon as Duan Lang said this, the onlookers immediately applauded and applauded loudly.

Most of these people are from Beiling City, they have endured Chen Siyuan for a long time, now seeing Duan Lang like this, how can they not be excited.

The applause was like thunder, Chen Siyuan's face turned ashen, and he shouted angrily: "Old Liu, do it quickly. I will not only kill him today, but also make him die of humiliation."

Lao Liu could only make a move.He waved his palm at Duan Lang again.

I saw a huge palm print appearing out of thin air, like a raging wave, swirling a gust of wind towards Duan Lang.

Duan Lang poured all his spiritual power into Xingling Sword, Xingling Sword let out a cry, and also transformed into a huge sword shadow, slashing towards the palm print.

boom--

When the swords and palms collided, there was a huge sound wave, and all the bluestones on the ground were lifted up.

Duan Lang flew out like a kite with a broken string, hit his back against the wall, spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper.

"Duan Lang!"

Su Mei's heart trembled, she broke away from Chen Siyuan's hand and was about to help Duan Lang.

Chen Siyuan asked his subordinates to catch Su Mei back, looked at Duan Lang spitting blood with satisfaction, and continued to order Lao Liu with a grim expression, "Give him two pills."

Lao Liu showed a hint of unbearable, "Young master, will the two..."

Chen Siyuan's expression darkened, "Shut up, just go if you're told."

Lao Liu had no choice but to walk over, pinched Duan Lang's chin, and stuffed two pills into his mouth.

Su Mei's pink and pretty face flushed with anxiety, and a layer of mist formed in her watery eyes.She didn't have any scruples anymore, she swung the whip like a spirit snake towards the two who grabbed her.

The two of them subconsciously let go of her, and one of them was not swept by the tail of the whip, and a black wound appeared on the back of his hand.

His face changed, and he shouted in panic: "It's Moxiu, this woman is Moxiu."

"Oh my god, it turned out to be a demon cultivator."

"Quick, grab her."

Chen Siyuan's face also changed slightly, subconsciously took two steps back, and hurriedly said: "Old Liu, come back and protect me."

Su Mei had already rushed in front of Duan Lang, seeing him helplessly supporting herself with the sword, she cursed angrily: "Are you stupid, didn't you let you go?"

Duan Lang coughed softly, coughing up a mouthful of blood, "Leave me alone, run."

"No." Su Mei supported Duan Lang to sit in the corner, gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I'll hold them back, you find a way to escape."

Duan Lang wanted to say more, but Su Mei had already reached the middle.With a wave of her hand, the fine clothes on her body turned into a bright red gauze skirt, and a pair of white and slender thighs were looming.

She smiled charmingly, but her delicate face was frosty, "Want to catch my aunt? It depends on whether you have the ability! Today I will let you taste the power of my aunt."

Looking at Su Mei's appearance, Chen Siyuan was even more moved. He wished he could immediately strip her skirt and put it under his body. He immediately said to Lao Liu, "You don't have to protect me, go and catch her. I haven't done it yet." I have tasted the taste of magic cultivator."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from afar.

"I'll see who dares to touch her."

There was a heavy coercion in that voice, and the onlookers, including Chen Siyuan, were all crushed to their knees on the ground.

The only one left was Lao Liu, but although he was still standing, his legs were already stretched out, and layers of cold sweat broke out from his back.

This is a power that is no less powerful than the city lord.It seems that the young master hit the iron plate this time.

Su Mei was overjoyed when she heard this voice, and couldn't help but shouted: "Master, Fellow Daoist Duan Duan is injured, please save him quickly."

Mo Yuan walked slowly to the middle of the crowd, his cold eyes glanced at Duan Lang who was covered in blood on his front, he gave a slight chill, and looked at Chen Siyuan, "Young Master Chen, I don't know why these two slaves of mine provoked you to make you do this ruthlessly .”

Chen Siyuan knelt on the ground, knocked his head completely crushed to the ground, trembling overwhelmed, but still arrogantly said: "Who are you? Could it be that you are accomplices with these two demon cultivators?"

Lao Liu was furious, and said to Chen Siyuan via voice transmission from his spiritual sense: "Young master, this senior's strength is comparable to that of the city master, so you must not provoke him."

Relying on his backing, Chen Siyuan was not afraid of Mo Yuan at all, and immediately retorted Lao Liu unceremoniously, "Even if he is out of his body, if he gets mixed up with Moxiu, he is also Moxiu, so I am not afraid of him."

Old Liu was so startled by Chen Siyuan's brash words that his head was sweating, he scolded the idiot in his heart, and he didn't care about the sound transmission of his spiritual sense, he said anxiously: "Young master, shut up quickly."

If some great powers catch Moxiu, they may not necessarily kill her, but they may also brand her with their spiritual consciousness and make the other party their own slaves.This is rare, but not impossible.

The female demon cultivator in front of her looks good, maybe she is the servant of the senior in front of her.

Mo Yuan stared at Chen Siyuan who still wanted to say more, and silently released more coercion.

Chen Siyuan's seven orifices immediately overflowed with blood, and the bones on his body rattled as if they were about to break.

He finally knew how to be afraid, and opened his eyes wide in horror, trembling all over.

Although he is a good-for-nothing, but as the only son of Da Neng in the out-of-body period, he has been loved by three thousand people since he was a child.Not only did he shout and hug when he went out, his father was afraid that he would get hurt and even gave him the protection of the Nascent Soul cultivator, who was second only to the out-of-body period.

He has never felt death so close to him like now, and no one can turn him into a fish on the chopping board just by coercion.

Mo Yuan's eyes turned cold, and he sneered, "Is it because of Chen Wankong? Even if I kill you here today, he can't do anything to me."

Seeing that Mo Yuan was really murderous, Lao Liu fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, "Please spare my young master's life, senior."

Mo Yuan ignored him, walked to the corner with big strides, hugged Duan Lang, seeing his lifeless and dying appearance, inexplicable anger rose in his heart.

This man was his enemy, and he had to come if he wanted to beat him or scold him.What are these people, to treat Duan Lang like this is to slap him in the face.

Su Mei has been guarding Duan Lang's side since just now, and said anxiously: "Master, they fed Duan Lang medicine."

Chen Siyuan's kind of pickled stuff, what kind of good medicine can be given.Now she is more worried about whether it will affect Duan Lang's cultivation or life.

Mo Yuan's eyes instantly turned scarlet, and a strong desire to kill even rose in his heart.

He held the person in his arms tightly, so strong that he wanted to push him into his arms, his expression was cold and sullen, "Aren't you very capable in front of me? Why are you being bullied like this?"

Duan Lang's consciousness was already in a coma, and he was hurt, so he pursed his mouth and murmured unconsciously: "It hurts..."

All the kneeling people were frightened by Mo Yuan's monstrous anger, their legs trembled and they prostrated themselves on the ground, their bones ached from tension.

The coercion of the superiors is too strong, and they can't resist it at all.

Mo Yuan involuntarily relaxed the strength in his hands, his gaze fell on Lao Liu's body coldly and gloomyly, and his thin lips touched up and down, "The antidote."

Lao Liu knelt down on the ground, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, "Senior, please forgive me, senior, I don't have the antidote, it's... on the young master..."

Trembling, Chen Siyuan took out a porcelain vase from his storage bag, tears and nose running down his face in fright, how could he still look as majestic as before, "He... among them is eclipse... eclipse Gu Chun... can't be relieved, it can only be relieved..."

Su Mei cursed in a low voice, never expecting that Chen Siyuan would feed Duan Lang this kind of thing.

As the name suggests, Xiguchun is an aphrodisiac, and it is an extremely strong aphrodisiac. People who have been poisoned by this kind of poison need to have sex day and night to relieve it.What's even more frightening is that this medicine not only has no antidote, but after taking it, it will always follow the body like a maggot attached to the bone.

Mo Yuan had also heard Xi Guchun's name before, and his face immediately changed.But then he thought of something, his ink eyes flashed slightly, and a sharp sword passed through Lao Liu's shoulder and nailed to Chen Siyuan's thigh.

Chen Siyuan uttered a shrill scream, rolled onto the ground with his thighs in his arms, cold sweat poured down his forehead like rain.

"This is a lesson, let Chen Wankong come to me if you are not convinced. Meiniang, bring the medicine."

Su Mei snatched the antidote, looked at Chen Siyuan lying on the ground still not relieved, then kicked him hard in the chest.

Holding Duan Lang in his arms, Mo Yuan hurried back to the inn room with Su Mei.

In less than a cup of tea, the medicinal properties in Duan Lang's body had already been stimulated, and the whole person fell into a state of confusion.

Mo Yuan wanted to throw him back on the bed, but he grabbed him firmly like an octopus, and couldn't help looking down at him.

Duan Langying's white cheeks were flushed red, and his whole body was like a crimson peach blossom, looking extremely alluring.Maybe it was too uncomfortable, he opened his lips lightly, let out one unconscious groan after another, rubbing his cheek against Mo Yuan's chest impatiently.

"So hot..."

When Mo Yuan heard this shattering groan/groan, his eyes darkened immediately, a smear of blood flashed in the bottom of his eyes, and his palms tightened unconsciously.

When Su Mei came back from fetching a basin of water, she happened to see it, and her heart skipped a beat.She put the basin on the stool, and asked a little anxiously: "Master, do you want to

Feed him some pills, or... I will find a willing woman..."

Before he could finish the remaining half of the sentence, he was so frightened by Mo Yuan's sudden cold gaze that he swallowed it back.

Mo Yuan lifted his thin lips, and ordered coldly: "Keep the medicine, you go out."

Su Mei suddenly understood what was going on, and she tightened her fingers on the porcelain bottle, "Your...your lord, I...me too..."

Mo Yuan's breath suddenly turned cold, his eyes sharpened as if he wanted to kill someone, "I said it, get out, don't let me say it a third time."

Su Mei gritted her teeth, glanced at Duan Lang, threw the porcelain bottle on the table, turned and left the room.

Mo Yuan hugged Duan Lang and walked to the door, activated the restraint in the room, looked at the person in his arms, and smiled mockingly, "Brother, you delivered it to the door yourself, don't blame me for being rude."