Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Duan Lang shivered in fright, he hugged Xiao Hei in his arms reflexively, and stared at Mo Yuan warily.

"You... what are you going to do?"

Mo Yuan on the bed had already opened his eyes, his eyes were as deep as a dark sea, staring at Duan Lang viciously.

He got up slowly, stopped only one step away from Duan Lang, and suddenly stretched out his hand to the top of his head.

Duan Lang stretched his waist, slipped past Mo Yuan, and ran to the window, his heart beating wildly, "What do you want to do?"

If it wasn't for Xiao Hei, he wouldn't have come back.

As a result, this guy will do something when he comes back.

It can't be madness, can it still be cured?

Seeing that Duan Lang dared to dodge, Mo Yuan's face became even more gloomy, and his deep voice was wrapped in wind and snow, "Come here, I won't kill you."

Duan Lang: "..." I believe you.

He sat on the edge of the window, with one foot on the window chess piece and the other foot hanging on the ground, ready to run away at any time, and began to reason with Mo Yuan.

"Junior brother, why do you have to kill me? Even if I've been sorry to you, haven't you had enough revenge for so long? If you really don't

I am willing to see me. After leaving here, I promise that I will never appear in front of your eyes. "

Maybe after your cultivation base is high, they will turn around and abuse you.

Mo Yuan stared at him unkindly, and suddenly said: "The hairband on your head is not yours, whose is it? Rong Zhi's?"

Duan Lang never expected that Mo Yuan would notice this small detail, he touched it subconsciously, and lied without changing his expression, "Mine is broken, this

This article was lent to me by Fellow Daoist Rong. "

After speaking, seeing that Mo Yuan's expression softened a little, he continued his efforts, "Is your hand okay?"

It's best if something happens, such as a broken bone, and it can't be used anymore, that would be the best.

The corner of Mo Yuan's lips curled up into a sneer, "Is senior brother caring about me? That's right, senior brother has fallen in love with me, and the person who cares most should be me."

Speaking of this, his violent and angry mood since last night calmed down in an instant, and there was a playful light in his cold black eyes.

Duan Lang: "..."

If you beat someone, you will slap him in the face, if you expose someone, you will expose your faults, Mogou really knows how to do it.

Ignoring the heartache □ The dull pain that came up again, he smiled and said, "Junior brother, do you have anything else?" Is it okay to get out of here?

Mo Yuan glanced at him casually, then sat back on the bed, "What did you go out with him for?"

After Duan Lang and Rong Zhi went out, he poked out his spiritual sense, but although he saw them go to the river, he didn't hear what they said specifically.

Thinking of this, his face darkened again.

The man even grabbed Duan Lang's hand. Sooner or later, he would chop off that man's hand and force him to eat it himself.

Although aware that the crisis was over, Duan Lang still didn't go down and sat firmly on the window sill.

He was afraid that Mo Yuan would go crazy again, and it would be too late to run away.

He repeated what Rong Zhi said, "But he hasn't told me how to leave yet."

But now that we already know what this place is, we will find a way to leave sooner or later.

At this moment, there was a sound of fluttering outside the window, and a round thing rushed towards Duan Lang like a cannonball.

"Have you found a way to leave? Really? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

Feng Jiujiu's eyes were shining brightly, her paws grabbed the clothes on Duan Lang's chest, staring at him in surprise and joy.

Duan Lang grabbed Feng Jiujiu's wings in disgust and threw it out, "Where did you come from?"

Feng Jiujiu was not angry either, flapping her black wings, and flew to Duan Lang's leg again, her slender claws firmly grasping his pants, said eagerly: "Tell me quickly, is it true?"

Duan Lang still remembered the previous enmity, his phoenix eyes curved, and he said in a tone that would kill him, "I won't tell you."

Feng Jiujiu was outraged, angry and anxious, "Why are you a human being so bad, you still bully birds."

Suddenly, a stream of black air came over, and the target was Feng Jiujiu.

Mo Yuan flicked his fingertips, "Noisy."

Feng Jiujiu didn't dodge, was shot in the wings, and fell from the second floor on his back. Looking at the shot through wings, his heart ached to death.

"You hairless black man, believe it or not, I'll burn you to death."

Mo Yuan's face darkened, "If you don't shut up, I'll pluck all your hair."

If it weren't for the usefulness of keeping this little broken bird, he would have disemboweled it long ago and chopped it up for the beasts to eat.

Feng Jiujiu didn't have the guts to yell at Mo Yuan anymore, fearing that he would really pluck out its hair, so she hummed a few words angrily, and closed her mouth, making up her mind to follow Duan Lang well for the next two days.

Xiao Hei popped his head out of Duan Lang's arms, climbed down the wall, and decided to play with Feng Jiujiu.

In the past two days, the big master has gone crazy, and the treasure hunting mouse has long been scared and hid.Only him, because the great master wants to absorb the magic energy of its body and prevent it from leaving.

If it hadn't been for the arrival of the second master, it might have been sucked up.

Duan Lang's heart was finally relieved.

It seems that Mo Yuan's mad dog disease has passed, otherwise Feng Jiujiu's wings would not have been injured, but it would have been chopped off.

With his arm propped on the window sill, he jumped down and tentatively walked towards the door. Seeing that Mo Yuan had no intention of stopping him, he said, "Junior brother, I'll look for it."

Treasure mouse. "

Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, "Did I let you go out?"

Duan Lang: "..."

Fine.If the madness is not cured yet, then he will endure it.

He turned around, sat back on the soft couch, and decided to sleep with his head covered.

Suddenly, there was a rhythmic knock on the door, and Rong Zhi's low and hoarse voice sounded outside.

"A-Lang, can you come out for a while, I have something to do with you."

Duan Lang: "..."

He subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Mo Yuan, seeing that his calm face had turned gloomy again, he choked up in his heart.

Depend on!

What's the matter with this damn Shura field?

After thinking about it, he decided to test it out on the verge of death, "Junior Brother, Fellow Daoist Rong may be looking for me to discuss a solution to the current predicament.

Go talk to him. "

Mo Yuan sneered and glanced at Duan Lang, and with a wave of his palm, a gust of wind hit the door, and the originally closed door slowly opened.

"What are you going out for? Can't we just talk here? Just let me listen."

Outside the door, Rong Zhi's handsome face like a jade man slowly appeared. Hearing Mo Yuan's words, he walked into the room without moving his brows and eyes, and said indifferently: "Since it's

From now on, I will disturb Fellow Daoist Mo. "

His tone was light and airy, but there was an aura of looking down on all living beings.

Although Mo Yuan's imposing manner is also strong, it seems a bit unattractive to Shang Rong Zhi.

His face became more and more cold, and the anger like flames rolled in his black eyes.

Duan Lang was secretly startled, just when he thought Mo Yuan would not be able to hold back his outburst, he saw his complexion changed and he opened his mouth lightly.

"Fellow Daoist Rong, be polite."

Duan Lang: "..."

Is he not awake?Or is Mo Yuan sick?Just now, he still had an expression of shouting and shouting, why did he suddenly turn off the fire?

What's the difference between this situation and being hard for a long time and suddenly wilting?

But forget it, as long as he doesn't go crazy, after all, the most important thing now is how to get out of here.

He beckoned Rong Zhi to sit down at the table, and poured him another cup of spiritual tea, "Why is Fellow Daoist Rong looking for me?"

Rong Zhi looked at Duan Lang, his indifferent eyes became deep in an instant.

As before, he took out a bunch of delicious and delicious dishes from the storage bag and put them on the table, "I remembered that you haven't eaten yet, so I'm afraid you're hungry, so I came here to find you for dinner."

Duan Lang looked at the dishes on the table, and wanted to hug Rong Zhi's leg and call him brother.

What kind of fairy teammate is this? It doesn't matter if they are beautiful, kind, and strong, but why are they so good at feeding?The dishes brought out are all his favorites.

If he was a woman, she would definitely hold on to Rong Zhi like a dog's plaster.

He swallowed, and said very reservedly: "Actually, I'm not very hungry."

Rong Zhi frowned, "Is that so? Then I'll put it away first."

After speaking, put the vegetables in the storage bag.

Duan Lang grabbed Rong Zhi's hand, "Although I'm not hungry, I can eat a little."

Seeing Duan Lang flirting with Rong Zhi shamelessly, Mo Yuan's face turned blue with anger, wishing he could tear him apart.

He directly got off the bed, sat down at the table, and said gloomyly: "I happen to be hungry too, fellow Daoist Rong shouldn't mind me sharing the table with you, right?"

After he finished speaking, before Rong Zhi refused, he picked up the bowl and chopsticks in front of Duan Lang.

With a swish, Duan Lang withdrew his hand from the back of Rong Zhi's hand, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

crazy.

Mo Yuan must be crazy.

Rong Zhi looked at Mo Yuan indifferently, exchanged his bowl and chopsticks to Duan Lang, and brought some food for him, "I agree with you, Mo Daoist, don't you all use your chopsticks?"

He wasn't surprised that his former self would be so shameless.

Mo Yuan's face was as usual and he said: "Then I would like to thank Fellow Daoist Rong for taking care of our senior brother." He also took a chopstick of fish and put it into Duan Lang's bowl, with a gentle expression on his face, "I remember senior brother likes to eat fish most ,eat more."

Duan Lang: "..."

What should I do if I suddenly feel that the bowl in my hand weighs a thousand catties and I can't even hold it?

Mo Yuan raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were deep, "Why don't senior brothers eat?"

Duan Lang: "..."

Because I'm afraid of being poisoned.

He laughed dryly, "Eat it right away. Junior brother, you eat too, and fellow Daoist Rong, come, let's eat together!"

He cried and put the piece of fish into his mouth, without tasting anything, he swallowed it quickly.

Because he was afraid that if he was a second late, Mo Yuan, who was obviously very angry, would stuff the fish with a plate into his mouth.

Rong Zhi closed his eyes, suppressed the urge to kill Mo Yuan, and said to Duan Lang in a slow voice: "The fish has a lot of spines, so Ah Lang should eat more meat."

Duan Lang saw the extra braised pork in the bowl, and then looked at Rong Zhi and Mo Yuan who were staring at him, and suddenly felt an urge to smash the bowl in his hand.

Depend on!

Why did they involve him in their Shura field?He just wants to eat a good meal in peace.

When Duan Langshi finished the dinner without knowing the taste, the atmosphere between Rong Zhi and Mo Yuan was on the verge of breaking out, and the two of them exuded similar coldness and violence.

After Rong Zhi handed Duan Lang a cup of spiritual tea, the atmosphere finally exploded.

Mo Yuan's tone was cold and gloomy, "It's already getting late, so we won't allow fellow Taoists any more. Because my brother and I have to do something that you are not suitable to watch."

Duan Lang: "..."

To be clear, what is something that is not suitable for viewing?