Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Early the next morning, Duan Lang planned to leave Yinjia Town and visit Luoyang City that Lao Yin had mentioned.

When Lao Yin heard that Duan Lang was going to leave, he didn't try to hold him back, and sent him to the entrance of the village, pointing to the direction to Luoyang City.

"Brother Duan, be careful all the way."

Duan Lang nodded slightly, thought for a while, stretched his hand into his arms and pretended to dig out, and took out a bottle of Juling Pill and a piece of broken silver to Lao Yin.

"My master knows a little bit about medicine. This is the elixir he gave me. Give Yin Yang a try. Maybe it can cure his eye disease."

People who cultivate immortals pay attention to cause and effect, let alone owe favors, otherwise, it will be detrimental to their practice.

Coupled with Yin Yang's eagerness to see the world, it really moved him, so he gave the pill.

As for whether Juling Pill can cure eye diseases, he really doesn't know, but it is not harmful to the human body, otherwise he would not dare to give it to Lao Yin easily.

Lao Yin had no hope of curing Yin Yang, not to mention that Duan Lang was not sure about what he said, so he took the pill without thinking too much, but Yin Zi pushed him back.

"There are no good things to entertain you in the poor country, brother Duan, please don't be so polite."

Several doctors have treated Yin Yang, saying that his eye disease is incurable.These pills are definitely useless.

But Brother Duan had good intentions, and he didn't want to hurt his heart by speaking out.

Duan Lang stuffed it into Lao Yin's arms, and without waiting for him to refuse, he said directly: "Brother Yin, don't push anymore, it's getting late, I'm in a hurry, so let's go first."

Lao Yin kept the silver tightly in his hands, and thanked him earnestly.After watching Duan Lang leave, he turned and returned home.

Inside the house, old Yin's wife was feeding the chickens, and Yin Yang was sitting on a low stool in the main room, weaving baskets out of wicker.

Hearing familiar footsteps, Yin Yang raised his head, "Father, is Brother Duan gone?"

Lao Yin nodded, "Let's go." He said, remembering the porcelain bottle in his arms, took it out and handed it to Yin Yang, "Brother Duan gave me some pills, saying it might cure your eye disease, you Eat and try."

Yin Yang's expression instantly became lonely, "It's not that Dad doesn't know, my disease can't be cured at all."

Old Yin's daughter-in-law put down the dustpan in her hand and patted the ashes on her hands, "It's okay to try, you wait, mother will pour water for you. And that little brother looks like a very powerful person, in case Once it works."

After living for so many years, it was the first time she saw someone who looked better than the fairy in the painting.

That clean and beautiful white dress, she was afraid that the stool at home would get dirty.

Yin Yang hummed reassuringly, and after his mother brought the water, he groped to pour a pill from the porcelain bottle, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it together with the water.

The moment he swallowed it, he didn't feel anything, but then the elixir seemed to turn into a raging fire, burning in his stomach.

The bowl in Yin Yang's hand vomited to the ground, and his fair face was distorted in pain.

He hugged his stomach and rolled to the ground in pain.

The old Yin and his wife turned pale with fright, rushed over to help Yin Yang up, and carried him into the house.

Old Yin's daughter-in-law saw that Yin Yang was sweating profusely from the pain, and burst into tears, "What's the matter? What's the matter? Didn't you look fine just now?"

Lao Yin was also at a loss, and hurriedly said: "I'll go ask the doctor, just watch him."

Their old Yin family only had Yin Yang as the only seedling left, and they still counted on him to carry on the family line. If something happened, how would he survive.

Duan Lang didn't know that he almost got into a catastrophe. When he got to a place where no one was around, he threw out the Xingling Sword and planned to rush to Luoyang City as soon as possible.

Luoyang City is [-] miles away from Yinjia Town. If you use the flying magic weapon, you can get there in less than half a day.

Feng Jiujiu flew off Duan Lang's shoulder very consciously, and stood on the hilt of the sword.The chubby body is like a small cannonball.

When it came out of the delusional memory, it also said that it would leave, but these two days, it has been following Duan Lang as if it forgot about it.

Duan Lang also let it go, anyway, he is alone, and it is good to have a noisy bird to accompany him.

With Xiao Hei, Treasure Hunting Mouse and Feng Jiujiu who thought he was majestic but was actually a round ball, Duan Lang arrived in Luoyang City soon.

This is obviously the territory of mortals, and the people who come and go are all mortals without aura.

Duan Lang thought he could find out some news about the Canglan Immortal Gate, but he couldn't help being a little disappointed.

After entering the city, he wandered around twice, and decided to stay overnight and think of a way to talk.

According to the memory of the original owner, the place where he is staying now should be the territory of mortals.If you want to reach Canglan Xianmen, which belongs to the lower realm, from the mortal land, it seems that you need to find a point where you can teleport.

It's a pity that the original owner has never been to the mortal world. As for where this point is, he really doesn't know.

Anyway, Mo Yuan has been shaken off, he can go back to the Canglan Immortal Gate after shopping, and he is now a Nascent Soul with a lifespan of 1000 years, so he doesn't feel bad about wasting a few more years.

Duan Lang thought happily, since he was reborn, he has never felt refreshed and refreshed.

After finding a more luxurious inn to stay in, it was almost evening.

Duan Lang decided to go out for a stroll and find something to eat by the way.

The three little ones followed him and had already found the joy of eating food. When they heard that he was going out, they all jumped on him without landing.

After asking the shop waiter for the location of the night market, Duan Lang flicked up his clothes and went out in a hurry.

There are a lot of food in the night market. In addition to the sugar figurines that children like, there are also various foods such as wontons, buns, and noodles.

Duan Lang saw the three little ones staring at the sugar figurine without blinking, and Feng Jiujiu was about to rush up to grab some, so he bought a few.

Feng Jiujiu really wanted to eat, so she said to Duan Lang through sound transmission with her spiritual sense: "Let's find a place where no one is around."

Duan Lang: "..."

What you said, people who don't know would think they are doing something shameful.

"Wait, let's go shopping again."

Feng Jiujiu was impatient, so she leaned on the sugar figurine and took a bite, her eyes narrowed at the taste of the sweet taste.

An image of a country bumpkin who has never seen the world.

Duan Lang was amused by it, seeing the treasure hunter looking at him eagerly, he said speechlessly: "Forget it, I'm afraid of you. Let's go, young masters."

As he spoke, he turned around and planned to go to the alley he just passed by, but when he looked up, he suddenly saw a man standing not far away.

That man was dressed in black and had black hair. He was so handsome, and his black eyes were like a cold pool, like an abyss. It was so cold that it made people feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

If it's not Mo Yuan, who is it!

Duan Lang turned around without thinking, and hid behind a stall, his heart pounding, his face pale with fright.

Rely on!

How did that big evil star come here?The shadow of his X is too lingering.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Mo Yuan noticed a piece of white clothes, he stopped abruptly, his cold eyes swept towards a certain place, then lifted his feet, and walked slowly.

Feng Jiujiu saw Duan Lang hunched over and hid under the table regardless of everyone's strange gazes, and asked strangely, "What are you doing?"

Didn't you mean take them to find a place to eat candy?

Duan Lang wished he could shrink into the burrow, wanted to cry but said without tears: "Scream. Mo Yuan is here."

He was still complacent and finally dumped him just now, but he didn't think he would be so unlucky.

Did Mo Yuan put a soul-fixing curse on him?Otherwise, how would you come after him?

Did he come after him?

Feng Jiujiu couldn't understand Duan Lang being so cowardly, and urged: "You are afraid of him being a bird, so it's over if you do it?"

Duan Lang: "..."

He gritted his teeth and scolded: "If I can beat him, what do you need to say? You are so capable, go up and try."

Not to mention beating Mo Yuan, he used up all his spiritual power, and he couldn't even touch him with a single finger.

It doesn't count when you're doing gymnastics on the bed!

Feng Jiujiu remembered the tail hair that had been pulled out, and just like Duan Lang, she squatted under the table silently.

Feeling Mo Yuan's breath, Xiao Hei hissed at Duan Lang, seeing that it ignored him, he twisted his body, and planned to crawl out to find Mo Yuan.

Duan Lang pulled it out quickly with sharp eyesight, and was still holding the treasure hunting mouse with the other hand, with a serious expression that he had never seen before.

"If anyone of you dares to go out, I'll feed the sugar man to the dogs, and I won't give you one."

Feng Jiujiu: "..."

Xiao Hei: "..."

Treasure Mouse: "..."

"Not to whom?"

Duan Lang replied without hesitation: "Of course I won't give it..." His consciousness was wrong, and his eyes slowly followed the black boots that suddenly appeared in front of him, and finally stopped at Mo Yuan's icy handsome face. On his face, his eyelids twitched, and he said with a dry smile: "Hehe, Junior Brother, I am so happy to see you are safe and sound."

I'm so happy that I can't wait to cry from now on, crying about this damned fate!

Mo Yuan flicked the table where Duan Lang was hiding with his fingers, and the wooden table instantly turned into powder.

He flicked the ash on his fingertips, raised his eyelids, "Really? I thought my brother wanted to dump me."

Duan Lang trembled, feeling that it was not the table that Mo Yuan wanted to crush, but him.

He sneered and said, "Why... how come, you are thinking too much, junior brother. You... you don't know how much I worry about you."

Worried about why you didn't die, why didn't you just fall into the river and be washed away by the flood.

Mo Yuan pulled Duan Lang up, pinched his chin with his fingers, and half-closed his eyes, "We'll talk about this after we get back."

Duan Lang: "..." It doesn't have to be like this.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other three little ones quickly shrank behind Duan Lang, trembling, looking like they were afraid of being angered.

Mo Yuan let go of Duan Lang, "Let's go."

Duan Lang resigned himself to his fate and followed him with the three little ones, the tears in his heart fell into poems.

How could someone with such bad luck fly in the free sky for two days, and was taken back to prison on the third day.

If he is abused by Mo Yuan several times like before, he will really die.

Otherwise, let's find a way to escape. Anyway, in the mortal world, everyone doesn't have much aura.If you try your best, you might really get rid of him.

Mo Yuan, who was walking ahead, didn't know if he had sensed Duan Lang's intentions, and suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at him gloomyly, "Brother, you better not try to run away, or I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it." Your leg was chopped off."

Duan Lang: "..."

But I haven't seen you for a day or two, why did you become so cruel, young man?Do you think it's suitable for a person who loves you to shout and kill as soon as they meet?

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Thank you, male lead, don't be cowardly? Gnaw him, I'm really the monthly pass for Xun Momo, Han Mumu, Echo666, and Yanxia Chichi.

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I don’t want to do business these two days mainly because I feel that the first two chapters have not been written well, so I feel very sorry for you! ! TAT, I'm probably...the only one who wants to abandon the article because of poor writing!