Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

The air is getting hotter and hotter, and everything in front of me begins to blur.Being pressed against the wall by the opponent and entering from behind, Duan Lang felt that his whole body was about to be burned to ashes.

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When he opened his eyes, Duan Lang found himself lying on a soft couch, covered with a quilt, and under the quilt was his naked, bruised body, as if at the scene of a domestic violence.

And the quilt was the one that wrapped them when they fell from the snow field.

What a hard working quilt!

What a miserable man!

Mo Yuan is really a dog!

It's really a damn bone erosion spring!

But what about the dog?Why not?

He looked around, did not see Mo Yuan, and did not bother to care about him, got off the couch and began to dress.

As a result, just halfway through wearing it, I heard a familiar sound of footsteps not far away.He hurriedly fixed his half-worn clothes, and after he realized it, he was speechless again.

What is he afraid of? !The same man, just look at it, can you lose a piece of meat? !

Mo Yuan just went to explore the road, when he came back and saw Duan Lang woke up, the corner of his lips twitched, "Brother woke up very quickly this time."

Last time, he fell asleep for twelve hours, but this time he only slept half of the twelve hours. It seems that this kind of thing should become more and more familiar.

Duan Lang: "..."

Is this dog or is it human? !It's okay to suppress him, but what's the point of teasing him?

He gritted his teeth fiercely, but his tone was very calm, "I have to thank senior brother, I didn't expect you to become smaller and less capable."

He said, and pointedly looked at a certain place in Mo Yuan, the meaning was very obvious.

The corner of Mo Yuan's lips twitched, "I was not the one who begged for mercy last night and said no."

Duan Lang smoked from the top of his head, his face burned red, and he cursed angrily: "Shut up! Shameless!"

Oh shit!

How could someone be so shameless!If he recognizes the number two in the world, no one would dare to recognize the number one in the world.

And can he be blamed?This dog is as aggressive as if it was equipped with a motor, no one can fucking stand it.

No!

Why did he stand here with this bitch to discuss this issue?Are you out of your mind?

He gritted his teeth resentfully, suppressed the surging anger in his heart, put on a cold and arrogant face, and ignored him.

Mo Yuan leaned against the wall, staring at Duan Lang unblinkingly, watching him tidy up the soft couch.

He found that his senior brother was getting more and more interesting. He was obviously a cowardly and soft person, but he had to pretend to be cold and arrogant, and he didn't know who to pretend to be.

And last night, he kept crying and saying no, but his legs were wrapped around his waist tightly, and when he woke up, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.

Could it be that he didn't subdue him?It seems that he will try harder next time.

Mo Yuan's eyes were as real as they were, staring at Duan Lang so uncomfortable, he angrily threw the quilt back on the soft couch, his phoenix eyes stared, "What are you looking at?"

His movements were a bit big, and the collar of his undressed clothes was torn apart, revealing his beautiful collarbone.

Mo Yuan narrowed his eyes, and involuntarily moved his gaze up.

His senior brother's clavicle is very beautifully shaped, thin and curved like a crescent moon.The color that was supposed to be as white as jade was now covered with traces of bluish purple, which looked ambiguous and obscene.

Following his gaze, Duan Lang subconsciously lowered his head, and when he saw what he was looking at, his cheeks suddenly burned.

The dog in front of him doesn't know if he is a dog, and he likes to nibble on him every time, making his whole body bruised and purple, how embarrassing it is.

As soon as he covered his collarbone with his collar, he suddenly knew what to scold.

Call him shameless?Just scolded.

shameless?Just used it too!

If you call him a pervert and a hooligan, it will make him very hypocritical, like a woman.

The dim tunnel became very bright because a few light source beads were thrown.

Because of this, Mo Yuan saw Duan Lang's pale cheeks almost immediately.

There was a commotion in his heart, and the image of the person in front of him rolling and moaning under him immediately appeared in his mind, and the dark light floated in his black eyes.

But he didn't do anything, just turned around and said, "Let's go."

Duan Lang waited for him to leave, patted his face twice heavily with his hands, picked up Xiao Hei and the light source beads that were still sleeping, and lifted his heels up.

He doesn't want to go the same way as this dog now, but there is only one way, and there is no way to avoid it if he wants to.What's more, the current situation is not suitable for parting ways.

When he goes out, after he goes out, he must stay far away from that dog, the kind who never interacts with each other forever.

The bodies of both of them are full of spiritual power now, and their walking is naturally not like before, and they can be called brisk walking.

It's just that the farther you go, the dimmer the light becomes, and in the end it becomes pitch black.

After Duan Lang took out the light source beads, he felt more comfortable.

They walked and stopped, and they didn't know how long it had passed. When they turned a corner, the scene in front of them suddenly became clear.

The original tunnel has disappeared, replaced by a huge karst cave, with various stalactites hanging upside down, some are like colorful clouds, some are like blossoming flowers, some are like jade pillars supporting the sky, and some are like clusters of mushrooms Hold up a small umbrella.

As far as the eye can see, it is colorful and bizarre, and it is as beautiful as an illusion.

Duan Lang walked in involuntarily, touched the nearest one with his hand, and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful."

Compared to his amazement, Mo Yuan's reaction was much calmer. He just casually glanced at the stalactites, and continued walking forward without stopping, saying, "There is water ahead, go and have a look."

Duan Lang scanned the surrounding area with his spiritual sense, and he found a thin underground river at the very edge of the cave. The water was clear, and the bottom was covered with fine white pebbles, extending to a distance.

He could see with his spiritual sense that the river was naturally not far away, and after walking for about half a day, he reached the river's edge.

A river means an exit, as long as they walk along the river, they can leave this dark tunnel.

Duan Lang's mood improved instantly, not only his footsteps became much lighter, but he also found Mo Yuan pleasing to the eye, so he took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him.

"Junior brother, can you see the end of this cave?"

When he used his spiritual sense to observe just now, he found that his spiritual sense could only see a short distance away, as if he was bumped by something, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get past it.

He suspected that there was something wrong with his spiritual consciousness, because the stabbing by Chen Wankong in the sea of ​​consciousness had not fully recovered.But when I was in Xueyu before, this kind of situation didn't happen, so I wanted to ask Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan was still seventeen or eighteen years old, his slightly green face was handsome and unparalleled, but he was cold and without a trace of fireworks.

He raised his eyelids and scanned Duan Lang, "No."

Duan Lang snorted, and howled, "Is there something weird about this place?"

The spiritual consciousness of a monk is like a clairvoyant eye, and ears that follow the wind. As long as one is within the scope of the spiritual consciousness, as long as one wants to see and hear, one can definitely see and hear.

This will not happen unless there is a special magic weapon or formation to isolate the consciousness.

Mo Yuan said lightly: "Go and see."

After walking for a long time, the two of them followed the small river to the exit of the karst cave. After turning a corner, it turned into a dark tunnel, and gradually the tunnel turned into a narrow and cramped path. Two people have to walk side by side, and there are high dirt walls on both sides.

The earth wall was next to Duan Lang's arm, so close that the tip of his nose could even smell the damp earthy smell unique to mudmen, which made the cramped space even more oppressive.

Mo Yuan took a few steps first, walking in front of him, his steps were steady, as if he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

But this discomfort did not last long, because they soon came to an end.

It's just that it's different from what they thought, what they saw was not an exit, but a black and thick wall of soil.

Duan Lang took out the Xingling Sword and tapped it with the hilt. Hearing the dull sound, he snorted and said, "Junior Brother, what do you think are the chances of us knocking this place open and getting out?"

No wonder the spiritual sense couldn't see clearly just now, it turned out that the road was blocked.However, when his consciousness was blocked, what he saw was blackness, not the appearance of this stone wall.

A trace of doubt arose in his heart, before he could think about it, he saw Mo Yuan stretched out his hand and slashed at the stone wall with his palm.

Duan Lang was taken aback, grabbed his sleeve without thinking, and shouted: "Are you crazy? If you chop like this, if the mountain collapses, we will all be buried here."

Mo Yuan glanced at Duan Lang holding his hand, and the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily, "If it collapses, it collapses, isn't it good for senior brother and I to be a pair of loving mandarin ducks here?"

As if being scalded, Duan Lang let go of his hand abruptly, and looked at Mo Yuan with eyes like looking crazy, "Who wants to die with you! Don't go crazy!"

Even if he really has nowhere to go, he will stay far away from Mo Yuan, so as not to get to the underworld, and he still pesters him, then he will be miserable.

Seeing that Duan Lang was avoiding him like a snake, Mo Yuan's face turned dark suddenly, he grabbed his hand that was about to leave, and said with a sneer, "Senior brother really turns his face like a book, when he commits a crime, Haunting me, no matter what, you won't let me leave. Now you don't need me, just avoid me like a snake. What does senior brother think of me? A tool for detoxification?"

Duan Lang's eyes lit up, "Junior brother, why do you belittle yourself so much? How could I use you as a detoxification tool? I'm just you using it as a massage/massage/stick!"

Mogou's words really reminded him!Why should he be as irritable and restless as a middle-aged woman because of the indescribable incident between him and Mogou.

He can use him as a tool, a stick for massage, exactly as he said.The most important thing is that this stick is not only fully automatic, but also has body temperature and emotion/fun.

And not only is it very active, it doesn't need to be charged at all!

Starting today, he felt that he could open the door to a new world!

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