Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Mo Yuan was so angry at Duan Lang's bullshit that his face darkened, his consciousness moved, and he was almost about to clean him up. His eyes touched his pale face, he paused slightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up. If you don't want to eat, just give it to me. "

Duan Lang glanced at his cloudy face, and said in confusion: "Are you really eating? Wild animals can't be eaten."

Mo Yuan sullenly said, "Do you want me to order you?"

Duan Lang had no choice but to hand him the fire ant, "Then you eat it."

Something will happen in a while, but don't say that he didn't persuade him.

Mo Yuan glanced at Duan Lang lightly, then directly threw the chubby fiery red ant into his mouth and swallowed it.His expression was as calm as eating and drinking.

Duan Lang thought he was a ruthless person, so he stared at him without blinking, and saw that not only did nothing unusual happen after he swallowed it, but his little face was glowing red as if dyed with rouge, and his whole body was faintly glowing. Blush.

It seems that he misunderstood, this thing is really a monk meat.

The corners of Mo Yuan's lips curled slightly, and he said to him, "Now you know that I didn't lie to you?"

Duan Lang is not attached to this kind of thing, and he doesn't feel a pity if he didn't eat it, so he said very perfunctorily: "Young brother is very knowledgeable."

Mo Yuan glared at him, "Get out of the way."

Duan Lang flashed to the side in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Mo Yuan looked at the big rock behind him, his eyes flickered slightly, "Don't you know? Fire ants live in groups, and there must be many other ants hiding here."

Duan Lang suddenly became excited, his phoenix eyes lightened slightly, and he looked around, "Really? Where are they?"

He is not attached to this thing, but it does not mean that he will refuse what is delivered to the door. After all, it is a living cultivation, who can not be tempted.

The demon energy in Mo Yuan's body recovered, and his mood became better. He pointed to the big rock, "It should be under here. This rock is a hole-blocking stone for fire ants, and it was covered by you when you sat down just now." Light, it is estimated that a soldier was sent to take a look."

Duan Lang thought to himself that my luck is really good, I can smash a lot of cultivation bases with one ass.

He poked the stone with his finger, "What should we do now? Do we want to move it?"

Mo Yuan nodded, took a few steps back, and said in a natural tone: "Be quiet. They are very cautious, and the antholes underneath are even more accessible. If they are frightened, they will run away immediately."

Duan Lang: "..."

I suspect that you take me for a coolie and have evidence.

Resigned to his fate, he gathered spiritual energy in his palm, hugged the stone with both hands and lifted it lightly, and then easily moved the big stone away, then looked at the hole that was only as thick as a finger, and said speechlessly: "This... Is this really their cave? Use such a large stone to cover such a small hole?"

Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, "They are cautious by nature and have no attack power. If you hadn't happened to sit on a rock to block the light, they wouldn't pop out, let alone this hole for us to discover."

Having said that, he paused, and secretly frowned as he looked at the finger-thick hole.

Pure spirit fire ants are cautious by nature. Even if they detect other anger approaching, if the other party does not bring it any danger, they will not act rashly, but will hide it well.Why did this fire ant run to bite Duan Lang?

Duan Lang didn't notice Mo Yuan's scrutinizing gaze on him, half bent over to look at the ant nest, and tapped the surrounding ground with his hand, "The soil is very hard, I'm afraid it's not easy to dig. But use a dagger it should be OK."

Mo Yuan walked over, squatted down and took a closer look, and said, "Using a dagger will naturally make a movement, and before the time comes, they will escape from the criss-crossing tunnels underground."

Duan Lang raised his eyebrows, "Then what do you say?"

Mo Yuan raised his eyes, "Where's the honey from when you roasted the rabbit last time, take it out and pour it at the entrance of the hole."

Duan Lang: "..."

You say you don’t want to eat it, but you even know that I’m drinking honey, you’re so weird BOYo

He took out the bottle of honey, and carefully dripped a few drops into the hole.

After about a cup of tea, I saw a chubby fire ant sticking its head out.

Before Duan Lang could move, a small white hand stretched out beside him, and the fire ant pinched it quickly and firmly.

He tilted his head and saw Mo Yuan squatting aside, holding a black bag in his hand, and was putting the fire ants in it.

Seeing him looking at him, he raised his eyelids, "What are you looking at me for? Continue."

Duan Lang: "..."

You're such a master.

He dropped a few more bees to the edge of the hole, and after a while, fire ants as red as agate crawled out one after another like a line.

Although these fire ants are spiritual creatures, they still maintain their animal nature and have an extraordinary love for honey.

In particular, when Duan Lang bought it, he deliberately chose the spirit bee peach nectar that was on fire. The sweet and sweet taste almost wafted with the fragrance for ten miles. Of course, these fire ants couldn't resist it.

After half an hour passed, no more fire ants emerged from that small ant nest.

Unwilling to give up, Duan Lang poured a little more honey to the entrance of the cave.

The corner of Mo Yuan's lips curled up, "Don't fall down, the queen is here."

Duan Lang put the bottle away, straightened up and looked into the black bag, and saw at least a hundred pure fire ants densely crowded inside, one of them was as big as a praying mantis, and it was exactly the queen Mo Yuan said.

Mo Yuan pinched one of them and handed it to him, "Do you want to eat?"

Duan Lang looked at the fat and lively ant, took it, swallowed hard, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and swallowed it.

The feeling of the living thing sliding down the throat and into the belly was not very pleasant, but what followed was a surge of spiritual power like a tide.

He sat cross-legged reflexively, meditating on the mantra silently, allowing the spiritual power to circulate in his body for a week.

After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes and felt that the aura in his body had regained its strength.

After eating a pure spiritual fire ant, the increase in cultivation was almost the same as three months of meditation.

What kind of panacea is this, with a few more dozen, wouldn't he be able to directly rank in the immortal class?

He looked up at Mo Yuan, and saw that he had also woken up, with joy on his brows, and that little face that was originally only six years old had obviously grown up again.

Seeing Duan Lang looking at him, he picked up another fire ant, "Are you still eating?"

Duan Lang didn't even hesitate this time, and took it directly.

There were hundreds of fire ants in that bag, and the two of them ate most of them in the end, and the remaining ten or so were packed out by Mo Yuan in a box specially used for storing spiritual objects.

After all, none of them knew when they would be able to get out from here, so they still had to keep some food reserves when they were so poor that their storage bags jingled.

Duan Lang's current cultivation level is at the peak of the golden core late stage, because he ate the fire ants, the aura in the dantian in his body is already full, and if he finds another opportunity, he should be able to transform the core into a baby.

Mo Yuan's changes were even more obvious. His appearance changed from a six-year-old child to a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old boy. His face, which was fat like a baby, began to have sharp edges and corners. He was as handsome as a god, but his eyebrows The coldness and indifference between them remained the same as before.

Seeing him like this, Duan Lang was quite stressed, and involuntarily opened the distance between him and him.

Mo Yuan glanced at him calmly, waved the ashes on Ze Mo's robe, and stepped forward first, "Let's go."

Duan Lang was two steps behind him, seeing his thin and tall figure, he let out a sigh of relief, and followed carefully.

The road ahead was still a tunnel that was so narrow that only two people could pass through, but the narrow gap above became thinner and thinner, and even closed at the end.

The originally dimly lit tunnel turned into pitch black in an instant.

When Duan Lang sensed something was wrong, it was when the light became pitch black.He found a familiar hotness in his body, and an unbearable sense of emptiness that urgently needs to be filled somewhere in an unspeakable place.

He tugged on the collar, and quickly took out the porcelain bottle, intending to take a medicine to calm down the shock first, but he poured it twice and it didn't come out. He didn't give up, so he shook it again, but it was still empty, and his whole body suddenly collapsed.

The elixir that can suppress Xiguchun was used up by him unconsciously.

Mo Yuan heard a suppressed rough/panting sound behind him, raised his eyebrows, and a wicked smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

He turned around and looked at the figure leaning against the wall, almost melting into the darkness, his voice could not conceal the excitement, "Brother, what are you doing?"

What? ”

Duan Lang couldn't help trembling, feeling as if a pinch of electricity passed through his body.

He leaned on the wall, turned his head and walked back with deep kicks and shallow kicks, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry about it, you go your own way."

This bitch is the worst, and he pretended to ask him what's wrong!He committed a crime, didn't he know? !

Mo Yuan followed Duan Lang unhurriedly, his eyes filled with sadism and excitement, "Brother, don't you want me to help you?"

Duan Lang found that there was an immediate reaction in a certain part of himself, and he was so desperate that he wanted to cry.He took out the Xingling sword, and imagined to slash himself like last time.As soon as he raised the sword, his wrist was clamped vigorously and fiercely.

Mo Yuan stared at him, his eyes flashed with light, and his cold fingers gently caressed his wrist, full of teasing meaning.

"Isn't senior brother uncomfortable? Why don't you let me help you?"

"Let me go!" Duan Lang said weakly, his arms moved, trying to break free, but he was shaken hard against the wall, and his back hurt from being hit by the uneven wall.

Mo Yuan's lower body/body was tightly pressed against him, and the icy breath from his lips sprayed around his lips. In the darkness, his pair of black eyes shone like a fire.

"Brother, let me help you, okay?"

Duan Lang could feel that the place where he was sticking to him had already taken on a hideous shape, embarrassing and angry.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, the sudden pain pushed back the burning desire/fire in his body a little bit, his voice was hoarse, "Mo Yuan, what do you mean? You know that I have suffered from bone erosion, so why did you do it on purpose? To tease me?"

He doesn't understand that everyone is a normal heterosexual, wouldn't it be good to have a serious relationship?Why do you keep doing this kind of soap picking?

It was fine the first time, but after he thought about it carefully, Mo Yuan's state at that time was not right, and it was probably the problem of the Soul Draining Lamp.

The second time, he took it as his own problem, and was dazzled by desire/fire.

But why did Mo Yuan bother him at this moment.

Mo Yuan smiled lowly, and the depressed mood of being called bean sprouts was swept away.

He slowly leaned down, put his lips on Duan Lang's tender earlobe, and chewed carefully, his voice was as seductive as a fairy.

"Because it's very comfortable. Isn't senior brother uncomfortable?"