Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Shizhiwei is a century-old store, so the craftsmanship is naturally not bad.

Duan Lang buried his head in eating hard, and when he looked up, he saw that Mo Yuan had put down his chopsticks. He couldn't tell the difference between joy and anger on his cold and handsome face, and he couldn't help but wondered, "Why didn't junior brother eat it? Is it not delicious?"

Mo Yuan raised his eyelids and gave him a cool look without making a sound.

It's not delicious, and it's not bad, but it doesn't have the taste in memory.Also, how can the taste be the same if the food is not cooked by one person.

Seeing that Mo Yuan's mood had obviously turned bad, Duan Lang put down the chopsticks in his hand, and put all the untouched vegetables into the storage bag.

"Since Junior Brother doesn't like it, let's go."

Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Duan Lang, "You don't want to eat?"

Duan Lang wiped the corner of his mouth gracefully, "Put it in the storage bag as well."

Mo Yuan's face was so ugly, and he kept staring at him. He was worried that the guy would push him to the plate after eating half of it.

But this can't be said, in case he really puts him on the plate, he can't stand it.

Mo Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, and the sarcasm twirled around on the tip of his tongue, before he just let out a cold snort.

Duan Lang: "..."

It's not a pig, what are you humming?

Leaving Shizhiwei, the two of them didn't stay long, and quickly came to the outskirts of the city, threw out the flying magic weapon, and jumped on it.

Fengtian City was quickly left behind by them and gradually disappeared.

After about half a day, near the evening, they stopped.

They were now facing the foot of the mountain, and in front of them was a piece of scorched earth and ruined walls, as if a fire had broken out, and the collapsed pillars and beams were full of scorched marks.

Mo Yuan stared blankly at the ruined wall, without stopping at all, and walked up the mountain.

Duan Lang quickly followed, the doubts in his heart deepened.

Mo Yuan brought him to this place, wouldn't it be Zhuangzi that Mr. Storyteller said?

If Yuezanbai is really his mother, is he coming this time to worship?Since it is worship, why take him?

It can't be to kill him so that he can worship his mother, right?

Because of his own thoughts, Duan Lang swallowed hard, feeling cowardly and panicked.

He stared at Mo Yuan's tall and slightly thin back, trying to make his tone sound ordinary.

"Brother, where are we going?"

Mo Yuan paused, turned to look at him, his eyes as dark as the sea lingered on his face.

"Brother, are you afraid?"

Duan Lang's expression froze, pretending to be innocent, "It's not that junior brother wants to kill me, why should I be afraid?"

Mo Yuan didn't know what to say: "Since you know I'm not killing you, why do you ask?"

Duan Lang: "..."

Young man, you are so eloquent, it would be a pity not to be the host.

I know you won't kill me, but I don't know if you will abuse me.

After walking for half a day, Mo Yuan finally stopped and told Duan Lang, "You wait here."

Duan Lang put on a cold face and nodded obediently.

He watched Mo Yuan's figure disappear into the gradually thickening forest, sat down on the ground, and sighed long.

He wasn't tired from climbing the mountain. After all, immortal cultivators are in very good physical condition. Not to mention only climbing for half an hour, even if they climbed for a day, with the blessing of spiritual power, they would not feel tired.

He mainly felt tired, the more he got along with Mo Yuan, the more tired he became.Because Mo Yuan's mind is too difficult to guess, he has to be wary of him from time to time, worrying about his

torture yourself.

Going on like this is not an option, he has to find a way to leave Mo Yuan, but the premise is that he has to return to the Canglan Realm.

At this moment, there was a slight noise not far away, followed by Mo Yuan's cold and stern voice.

"Who are you?"

Duan Lang's eyelids twitched, he jumped up without thinking, and Yu Jian flew over.When I got closer, I couldn't help being taken aback.

I saw Mo Yuan standing in front of a solitary grave, with a slender girl lying on the ground next to him.

The girl has black hair and red lips, and her pair of peach blossom eyes are misty, making her look more and more pitiful.

She looked at Mo Yuan, and Duan Lang who stopped suddenly, and said tremblingly, "I...my name is Yue Yingxue, I'm here...to help Grandma sweep the grave."

Mo Yuan's face was cold, his eyes were as black as ink, and he looked at Yue Yingxue quietly, "A member of the Yue family?"

Yue Yingxue looked at Mo Yuan, her cheeks turned crimson, she bit her lips and said, "Yes..."

Duan Lang was suddenly in a bad mood.

Mo Yuan stared at Yue Yingxue together, and said softly, "Get up."

Yue Yingxue bit her lip, rubbed her ankle with her hands, and looked at Mo Yuan shyly, "I...my foot was hurt..."

Mo Yuan frowned, his gaze swept across Yue Yingxue's tear-filled peach blossom eyes, and a strange look appeared on his cold and gloomy face, as if reminiscing or nostalgic.

This expression made his handsome and unpaid face even more fatally attractive.

Yue Yingxue's face turned even redder.

Mo Yuan leaned over and pressed Yue Yingxue's ankle with his palm. Seeing her shrinking in pain, he frowned with thick black sword eyebrows and bent down to hug her.

"I'll take you to the doctor."

His demon energy is very harmful to mortals, so it cannot be easily used on Yue Yingbai, and the wound medicine used on cultivators is the same.

Duan Lang: "..."

Doesn't this bitch hate others touching him the most?How come Yue Yingxue is an exception?

Yue Yingxue's cheeks were blushing, she couldn't speak.

"Thank you thank you..."

Mo Yuan hummed, looked sideways at Duan Lang, and his expression instantly became gloomy, "Did I ask you to come here?"

Duan Lang laughed and spread his hands, "I'm sorry, I'll get out right away."

Depend on.

I knew that Mogou was trash, but I never knew that he was such a trash.If he wasn't afraid that something would happen to him, what would he be doing in such a hurry.

It's fine if you don't appreciate it, but you even scolded him.

I've never seen such a scumbag man.

On the return trip, Mo Yuan took his flying magic weapon that Yue Yingxue was riding on.Duan Lang flew with his sword and followed them far away.

Yue Yingxue is an orphan girl who lives in a village ten miles away from the foot of the mountain. Her grandmother just passed away this year, so she inherited her grandmother's duties and came to visit Yuezanbai's grave at the end of every month.

Duan Lang guessed right, Yuezanbai was indeed Mo Yuan's mother, Kissing's mother.Yue Yingbai is a descendant of the Yue family.

When going down the mountain, Mo Yuan hugged Yue Yingbai all the time, and when he heard her say that he was alone, his eyebrows twitched.

After a while, he said slowly, "Would you like to follow me?"

The redness on Yue Yingbai's face burned from the base of her ears all the way to her jade-like neck, and her pair of full peach blossom eyes hardly dared to look directly at Mo Yuan.

"I... I'm engaged to..."

Mo Yuan said indifferently: "Don't worry about it."

It's just an engagement in the mortal world, and they don't stay here.What's more, Yue Yingbai is the last descendant of the Yue family, no matter what he will not keep her here.

Yue Yingbai wrapped her arms around Mo Yuan's neck, wishing she could bury her head in the ground.

"Every...all listen to Mr. Mo."

Duan Lang watched coldly, his chest throbbing again and again.

At the foot of the mountain, it was already evening.

Mo Yuan threw out the flying magic weapon, put Yue Yingbai on it, and asked in a slow voice, "Do you still have things in your house that need cleaning?"

Yue Yingbai looked at Mo Yuan throwing the flying magic weapon out, and made it bigger, curious and surprised, she touched the edge of the magic weapon carefully, and heard Mo Yuan's question, as if she had done something wrong, He hurriedly retracted his fingers and shook his head.

"No... nothing to pack..."

Yue's family has long since fallen, and her family is so poor that even the rice tank is almost bottomed out.

If she hadn't met Mo Yuan today, she would have been hungry.

Seeing Yue Yingbai's timid look, Mo Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he said slowly: "Since you are from the Yue family, you naturally know that there are immortal cultivators in this world.

You can touch my flying magic weapon as you like, and you don't have to be afraid of breaking it. "

Yue Yingbai nodded timidly, and looked at Duan Lang who had been silent all this time, "Is this young master also an immortal?"

Duan Lang held the Xingling sword to hold the sword flower, and the sharp and cold sword energy flowed everywhere.He raised his head and smiled brightly at Yueyingbai, "I don't dare to be a fairy. I

My surname is Duan, just call me Mr. Duan. "

Yue Yingbai blushed from Duan Lang's smile, and quickly lowered her head.

Mo Yuan's heart suddenly became very uncomfortable, and the inner demon in his body became extremely restless like a wild beast, and the red lines on his face were even more faintly visible.

He turned around abruptly, so that Yue Yingbai could not see his appearance at the moment, he lifted his thin lips, and the words he spit out were like ice cones and cold blades.

"What kind of son is he, he is just the lowest servant by my side. If you need anything, just call him."

The Xingling Sword in Duan Lang's hand almost lost his grip, and flew straight towards Mo Yuan's heart.

This bitch will really spoil him!

Yue Yingbai looked at Duan Lang curiously in disbelief, and saw that he had a handsome face, cold and out of the world, like a fairy in the sky, and he was not like the servant that Mr. Mo said.

But she didn't dare not listen to Mr. Mo's words, so she let out a low voice.

On the way back, Mo Yuan took Yue Yingbai with him using his magic weapon.Duan Lang didn't want to be with him, so Yu Jian fell far behind.

It was late at night when they returned to the courtyard of Fengtian City.

Mo Yuan still hugged Yue Yingbai, looked up at the only two rooms, walked straight into Duan Lang's bedroom, and ordered him coldly: "Go and invite a doctor back."

Duan Lang was one step behind, and found that not only was his room robbed, but he was also going to do errands like a servant next to a son, and his eyes were dizzy with anger.

He rolled his eyes at Mo Yuan's back with resentment, turned around and went to the inn in front, took out a piece of silver, and said to Xiaoer: "Please go and invite a doctor for me. Mmm, the slower the better." .”

Xiao Er: "..."

He took the money and said with a dry smile: "Ke Xin, you really know how to joke. Just wait for a while, and I will go right away. I am very familiar with the doctors in this area."

Duan Lang thought to himself that I really wanted you to slow down a bit, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that Xiaoer had already left in a hurry with the money in his pocket, and swallowed the words silently.

After finishing what Mo Yuan had told him, he turned around and returned to the yard without thinking too much.

Mo Yuan just came out of the room that belonged to Duan Lang before, but now belongs to Yue Yingbai, when he raised his eyes and saw Duan Lang coming back alone, his expression sank - NGGG.

"Brother, are you deaf? If it really doesn't work, it's okay if I cut it off for you."

As he said that, a black air exuding icy coldness shot towards Duan Lang's ear.

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