Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

The situation suddenly became worse, Duan Lang's heart wobbled, and he sank to the bottom of the valley, "It can't be so miserable, can it?"

Mo Yuan looked solemn, "Go back to the pool and have a look."

Duan Lang was no longer in the mood to be amused, recalled Xing Lingjian, and walked to the lotus pond with Mo Yuan.

After such a while, the sky darkened again, and the crooked moon, which was exactly the same as last night, was hanging in the sky.The breeze blows gently, and the leaves are rustled.

The pond was also pitch black, and I couldn't see things clearly. The crescent moon was reflected on the muddy water surface, and the Wuxin lotus that was full of the pond hadn't changed at all compared to before.

Duan Lang took out a light source bead, looked around with its bright light, and found nothing unusual.

He also tried to go back to the place where he appeared, to see if he could go back, but he stood there for a long time, but he remained where he was, while Mo Yuan looked at him like a fool.

He controlled the urge to roll his eyes, "Can't I try? Otherwise, think of a way and see how we get back."

Mo Yuan gave him a mocking look, and his eyes fell on the Wuxin lotus in the pond.

If there is anything different here, it is the Wuxin lotus swaying in the wind in the pond. When everything around is barren, it is the only one that is fresh and alive, which is a bit strange no matter how you look at it.

But he couldn't figure out the routine here for a while, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Seeing Mo Yuan staring at Wuxinlian, Duan Lang thought he was going to pick it up, so he didn't think too much about it. He turned around and planned to walk around the bridge.

When he was in the cave, he saw Xiao Hei slipping off the bridge before disappearing. The fog was very thick at that time.But since entering here, the fog seems to have disappeared out of thin air, without a trace.

He stood in the middle of the bridge, looked around, and did not see any fog, so he asked Mo Yuan who was standing by the pool, "Junior brother, why is the fog gone here?"

Seeing that Mo Yuan ignored him, he sighed tiredly, had no choice but to get off the bridge, returned to his side, and complained dissatisfiedly: "Junior brother, can you change your lack of respect for others?"

Mo Yuan turned his head to look at him, and frowned, "Brother, you don't have so much nonsense."

Duan Lang in his memory had an aloof temperament, and his demeanor was even colder than dust, and he never liked to talk.But I don't know when, his words became more and more, and they were all useless nonsense.

Remembering that when he was testing him just now, the person in front of him didn't realize anything was wrong, his eyes darkened slightly.

Could it be that the person in front of him is really not Duan Lang?But if it wasn't Duan Lang, who was he?

Duan Lang didn't notice Mo Yuan's thoughts, and after listening to his words, he said unconvinced: "I asked you why the fog has disappeared here, why is it just nonsense?"

Mo Yuan frowned, "When did you ask me?"

Duan Lang: "..."

Deafness at a young age, how old is this?

"Before I came back." He said, pointing to the stone bridge that was only a few steps away, "I was standing on the bridge and asked. Didn't you hear, Junior Brother?"

People who cultivate Taoism are all sharp ears and eyesight, let alone being so close, they can hear a cat meowing spring even a mile away. Is Mo Gou cultivating a false demon?Still getting smaller

Damaged ears?

Mo Yuan raised his eyes to look at Shiqiao, and his brows were tightened. After a while, he directly ordered Duan Lang: "Go up. Tell me again."

Duan Lang glanced at Mo Yuan inexplicably, forced by his lustful power, he could only choose to submit.

Mo Yuan kept looking at Duan Lang. The moment he stepped onto the bridge, there seemed to be a blur for a moment, and then he returned to normal.Then I saw Duan Lang

He opened his mouth and said something to him, but his voice was blocked by something, and it didn't come out at all.

His eyes darkened, then brightened, and a smile appeared on his pink and jade-carved face.He turned his eyes, then looked at Wuxinlian in the pond, and slowly penetrated his consciousness.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, flew to the top of the pond, and picked one of the Wuxin lotus.

The scene in front of me is like a water curtain that is slowly being pulled away, slowly disappearing, the original dark night has turned into a bright clear sky, the muddy pool water has become clear, and the pink and white petals of Wuxin lotus are fading away in the thick mist now.

Duan Lang: "..."

With his toes on the ground, he jumped to Mo Yuan's side in the air, his beautiful phoenix eyes sparkling, "Junior brother, how did you do it?"

Just now on the bridge, he only saw Mo Yuan jumping into the pond and picked a Wuxin lotus, just wondering what he was going to do, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Mo Yuan looked at the empty palm, and said indifferently: "What we saw before was an illusion, and the Wuxin lotus I picked off is the heart of formation, just break it."

Duan Lang: "..."

They are all cultivated people, why is there such a big difference?Why didn't he realize that this was an illusion from the beginning to the end?

Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, subconsciously said: "I just found out too."

Duan Lang: "..."

Thank you, I have been comforted.

At this moment, there was a hissing sound like snake letters not far away.

Duan Lang turned his head subconsciously, and when he saw the snake shadow not far away, he said pleasantly, "Xiao Hei!"

Xiao Hei's snake tail was wrapped around the bridge pillar, half of his body was stunned, when he heard Duan Lang calling for it, he immediately crawled over, followed his legs to his shoulder, and hissed twice.

Duan Lang rubbed it hard on the head, "Who told you to run around mischievously, do it again next time, believe it or not, I will peel the skin and stew the snake soup?"

Xiao Hei tilted his head, blinked his eyes, and acted cutely at him.

Duan Lang wasn't angry at first, but was worried that it would be injured or in distress. Seeing it like this, his heart melted. He took out a spiritual fruit from the storage bag and gave it to it, and couldn't help but said: " Don't run around again next time, or you'll take all your snacks, you know?"

Xiao Hei nodded obediently, rubbed his head against Duan Lang's face, then opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the fruit in one gulp.

The illusion was broken, and the true face of the pool was revealed. Just like what they saw on the wall before, the pool was full of Wuxin lotus, and the mist rose from the lotus, making it dreamlike.

The same thing is that there are still only a dozen of Wuxinlian, but just a dozen or so are enough for them to make a fortune.

In addition to revealing the true face of the pool, the entire mansion has also changed. The air is filled with spiritual energy that is as thick as real, and the courtyard with luxuriant spiritual plants has become like a fairyland.

Duan Lang rubbed Xiao Hei's head again, and asked Mo Yuan, "Pick it?"

Mo Yuan's gaze paused on Wu Xinlian, "Cai."

Duan Lang snorted, took out the box specially used for storing spiritual plants, and was about to walk into the pool.At this moment, a gust of wind hit.

He dodged to the side reflexively, and the Xingling Sword automatically appeared in his hand, and he looked up.

I saw a woman in deep clothes and wide sleeves suddenly appeared above the originally empty pool, she stood facing the wind, her figure was as ethereal as a fairy, with a crow's feather-like black hair sticking out of it.

Duan Lang's eyes widened and he couldn't help holding his breath.

In the entertainment industry in his previous life, it's not that he has never seen beauties, but there are almost unique ones in this world who are as beautiful as this woman.

The woman raised her eyes and looked at them with cold eyes, her voice was extremely cold, "Want to take Wuxinlian?"

Half of Duan Lang's body was almost frozen by the ice in the woman's tone, and he took a step back subconsciously.

Mo Yuan stood still, looked at her, narrowed his pupils, "Who are you?"

The woman replied coldly: "Who I am has nothing to do with you. Wuxinlian is not something you can take, get out immediately."

Duan Lang was speechless for a moment when Cheng Yaojin suddenly came out of the thing that was in his hands.

But the Wuxin lotus is a precious thing, so it's normal for some people to refuse to pick it.

Just didn't you hear that high-level spiritual plants are usually guarded by spirit beasts?Why is there a person in front of you.

Duan Lang thought wildly, and asked tentatively, "Senior, are you the master of this yard?"

Suddenly a broad sword appeared in the woman's hand, pointing at them from a distance, her voice was still as cold as the sword in her hand, "It has nothing to do with you. If you don't leave, then you don't have to."

As she said, with a twist of her wrist, a vast sword energy split into two and struck straight at their front.

The alarm bells in his heart rang wildly, and the Xingling Sword in his hand roared.Duan Lang didn't dare to take it hard, so he quickly dodged to hide.

The sword energy blasted past, shattering his protective barrier, and scattered like a little starlight. There was an extra bloody hole on his left arm, which was as deep as the bone.

Mo Yuan caught it more easily than him. Although the protective barrier was cracked, no one was hurt, but his face turned slightly pale.

Duan Lang shook his body twice, and quickly stuffed a pill into his mouth, looking at the woman with fearful eyes.

He is barely considered a sword cultivator now, so he can naturally see how strong the sword energy from the woman was just now. If it wasn't for the fact that the woman just wanted to push them back instead of really killing them, he would be about to die Life.

And the broad sword in the woman's hand, he could tell at a glance that it was not ordinary.Moreover, the sword energy emanating from the sword even made the Xingling sword in his hand whine, just like how scared grandson Jian was when he saw ancestor Jian.

Mo Yuan was equally apprehensive, but his seemingly respectful tone was firm, "Senior, I must take Wuxinlian. You can make a condition and we will exchange it."

The woman's cold eyes were like stars, and she shot at Mo Yuan. After a while, the sword in her hand pointed at them respectively, and said with a sneer, "A remnant soul, a demon, want to make a deal with me? Exchange my Wuxinlian?"

Duan Lang: "..."

He knows the remnant soul, maybe it means him, after all he is reborn.

But what is a demon?Is it Mogou?

He turned his head to look at Mo Yuan, but saw that his face was slightly pale, and his black and white pupils were staring straight at the woman in front of him, his voice was tight, "Do you know my background? Who are you?"

Duan Lang: "..."

Oh, here we come.

Every ruthless and ruthless villain has a pitiful and tragic life experience. It seems that this golden rule is not immune to Mo Yuan.

The woman sneered, "What are you? How can I know your life experience? As for who I am, you have no right to know."

A look of gloom flashed between Mo Yuan's brows, and he took out something and shook it in front of the woman, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, after I collect your remnant soul, there are ways for you to speak slowly."

Duan Lang: "..."

How can this dog be fearless, with only so much ability, he dares to threaten other people's power.

besides!Isn't the lamp in his hand the soul-draining lamp of that monster last time?Didn't he say he didn't like it at the beginning?Why are you sneaking away

coming!How shameless!

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Thank you Mengyou 51606264589 for the reminder and reward, thank you Yuanyangxiang for the reminder and reward, thank you Shu Cheng for the monthly ticket?

No update at midnight today!Because there is no code out? (Is it so confident?)