Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Hearing Mo Yuan's answer, Duan Lang said nothing, let Feng Jiujiu support him, and went back to the upstairs room.

After entering the room, Duan Lang grinned and screamed for pain, while stuffing a pill into his mouth.

Feng Jiujiu helped him to sit on the bed, and when he saw Xiao Hei who was extremely weak in his arms, he suddenly felt a little strange.

Could it be that the stinky snake did something wrong just now, and Duan Lang helped it protect it from lightning?

With a thought in his mind, his eyes rolled, and he asked Duan Lang, "What happened?"

Duan Lang thinks about the stupid thing he did just now, and really has no face to tell Feng Jiu the truth.Seeing him keep asking, I had no choice but to repeat the matter.

After hearing this, Feng Jiujiu was speechless for a while, and said unceremoniously: "Is there something wrong with your brain? Hairless black men are cultivators of demons, and it is common for them to kill people ruthlessly. If the law of heaven wants to cut him, he will chop him up. What can you do?"

Most importantly, the stinky snake was involved.

Although he was very angry about the stinky snake, seeing it so dying made him inexplicably uncomfortable.

Duan Lang didn't understand why he had a sudden brain twitch just now, and wanted to return everything he owed to Mo Yuan, obviously this matter had nothing to do with him.

Probably he was stimulated by Mo Yuan's words at that time.

After all, he likes Mo Yuan, but the other party keeps saying that he is sorry for him, and he can't bear to put it on anyone, not to mention that he is such a fleshy man!

In the end, after being struck by lightning three times, Mo Yuan's anger still persisted, what a blood loss.

Thanks to Xiao Hei this time, if it wasn't for him, he might really die.

But what about the headband?Why is there a sudden burst of light to protect him?Didn't Rong Zhi say that it was an ordinary thing?And the beads on his neck, there is actually a phoenix inside? !Too fantastical, right?

Feng Jiujiu saw Duan Lang pinching the beads on his neck in a daze, couldn't help taking a look, his expression changed drastically, and he asked in a surprised voice, "Where did you get these beads?"

Duan Lang looked at Feng Jiujiu blankly, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this bead?"

He didn't know where the bead came from. He learned from the memory of the original owner that this bead had been worn around his neck as long as he could remember, but it had always been an ordinary bead, and it had no aura, let alone what it is like today. Suddenly a phantom of a phoenix emerged from it, helping him block the thunder.

Feng Jiujiu said exaggeratedly: "There is more than a problem, it's a big problem! You know it's..."

Having said this, he suddenly paused, and swallowed the remaining half of the sentence with a strange expression on his face.

He didn't know how to tell Duan Lang that these were not ordinary beads at all, but Phoenix beads.After each phoenix dies, it will turn the demon pill into beads and let the most important people keep it.

There was one on his body, which was handed to him by his father, and it was said to be the phoenix bead of his mother who had never met.

But there was no way for him to tell Duan Lang this kind of thing, because if Duan Lang asked him where he knew it, he would not know how to answer it.

Duan Lang asked strangely: "Why don't you continue talking?"

Feng Jiujiu wished he could bite off his tongue, and said, "Do you know what this is?"

Duan Lang was puzzled, "Of course I don't know. If you know, I won't let you tell me. But it seems that...a phoenix lives inside."

Feng Jiujiu jumped up in shock, her eyes widened, "Feng... Fenghuang? Really?! You didn't lie to me!"

Duan Lang was speechless, "Of course I didn't lie to you. It appeared just now, but it only appeared for a while before slipping back."

And the look in his eyes is very strange, like an old mother looking at her long-lost son.

Thinking of this, Duan Lang's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that the original owner was born of a phoenix?Otherwise, why is his bloodline silver.

Feng Jiujiu shook his head vigorously, "Impossible! When the Phoenix dies, he will perish and disappear. The Phoenix Pearl is just a dead thing, and will not hold the Phoenix's consciousness."

Duan Lang stared at the excited Feng Jiujiu, suspiciously said: "How do you know so clearly? How do you know this is Fengzhu?"

Feng Jiujiu realized that she had slipped her mouth, her eyes flickered, and she faltered and couldn't speak.

Duan Lang stared at Feng Jiujiu, carefully sizing up his delicate young face and beautifully shaped phoenix eyes, and suddenly said: "You can't be a Phoenix?"

Feng Jiujiu: "..."

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Duan Lang was just guessing casually, but when he saw Feng Jiujiu was suddenly speechless, he asked in surprise, "Are you really a Phoenix?"

Feng Jiujiu: "...you...what do you care about me?"

Duan Lang: "..."

His son's ability is really great, he actually gave a phoenix to him, it's lucky that he didn't get burned to death.

After thinking about it, he tentatively asked, "What color is your blood? Silver?"

Feng Jiujiu recalled the incident when Mo Yuan probed his body with his divine sense before, and without thinking about it, said: "Could it be that yours is also silver?"

Duan Lang: "..."

He said speechlessly: "So... I am also a phoenix? Or is it a kind of phoenix?"

This world is really too mysterious!

He has always been angry that he did not have a golden finger when he was reborn, but he did not expect that his birth experience was the biggest golden finger.

Feng Jiujiu shook her head, "How do I know this, I don't have to ask your parents."

Duan Lang: "..."

I'm sorry, the rebirth text is standard, and the people who are reborn have no father or mother, and are lonely and helpless.

Anyway, when the matter is out of the way, there is no point in hiding it anymore, Feng Jiujiu said: "Otherwise, when you return to the spirit world, I will take you back to the clan to have a look." See if Duan Lang is the unlucky missing son.

This is also the only solution, Duan Lang nodded, suddenly remembered something, and said: "Mo Yuan will return tomorrow."

Feng Jiujiu's eyes flashed, "Really? That would be great!"

He's had enough of staying in this broken world.

The two talked about Fenghuang for a while, Duan Lang saw that Fengjiu's eyes were always looking at Xiao Hei involuntarily, with worry on his brows, thinking that Fengjiujiu was not like what he said , I don't like Xiao Hei.

"It just helped fend off a thunderbolt and got struck, so it's going to be weak."

When he entered the room, he gave Xiao Hei another two healing pills, and the injury was temporarily stabilized, but it would take a few days to recover.

If Mo Yuan made a move, Xiao Hei's injury would recover faster, but the two had just collapsed, so he didn't want to beg him.

Feng Jiujiu was caught in Duan Lang's mind, and jumped up in anger and shame, "Who is worried about it? Ghosts are worried about it! I don't!"

He was just worried that something happened to the big stinky snake, and he would have no way to avenge the last time.

Duan Lang saw Feng Jiujiu leaving angrily, shook his head speechlessly, and simply took Xiao Hei together, and went back to the bed to meditate.

The power of Tianlei is not small, even if he was only hit twice, he would be seriously injured, and he had to rely on meditation to recover.

After one night, Duan Lang's injuries recovered a little bit, and Xiao Hei managed to regain some strength, but he was still very weak, and he was lying on the bed and refused to move.

Duan Lang was about to feed it medicine, but there was a creaking sound outside the door.

"Second Master, Boss, are you there?"

It's a treasure hunter.

Duan Lang signaled Xiao Hei to open his mouth, fed the medicine into its mouth, and ran to open the door.

The gray, fat and chubby treasure hunting mouse stood outside the door, looking at him with bright black eyes, "Second master, the first master asked me to call you." Duan Lang hadn't seen much since he came here. Looking at the face of the treasure hunting mouse, he squatted down and rubbed its head.

"understood."

As he spoke, he motioned for Treasure Hunting Mouse to come in, then put away the things in the house, hugged Xiao Hei in one hand, and Treasure Hunting Mouse in the other, and ran to the next door and knocked on Feng Jiujiu's door.

Feng Jiujiu had already heard the movement, walked out of the room, and asked happily: "Are you leaving?"

"It should be." Duan Lang nodded, and handed Xiao Hei to Feng Jiujiu. Seeing that he opened his mouth to refuse, he immediately said: "I can't hold two by myself, and I need Yujian later."

Feng Jiujiu looked at Xiao Hei, who was listless in his arms, and looked at him pitifully, his heart softened, and he said impatiently: "Okay, okay, I got it, let's go."

He said, and walked out quickly.

The two quickly came downstairs.

Mo Yuan stood at the door of the inn with Yue Yingbai, saw Duan Lang coming down, raised his eyelids, and gave him a cold look.

Ever since Mo Yuan went on a killing spree yesterday, the inn has no guests at this time, only Xiaoer and the boss are still standing firm.

Seeing Mo Yuan and the others appear, he froze in fright and shrank behind the counter, praying desperately for them to leave quickly.

Duan Lang turned a blind eye to Mo Yuan, hugged the treasure hunting mouse and remained silent.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere became extremely stiff.

Yue Yingbai bit her lip, and secretly looked at Duan Lang, with uneasiness and inexplicable envy in her eyes.

Afterwards, when she remembered that she had stopped Mo Yuan, she was shocked and frightened.She was shocked because she didn't expect to do such a thing, and afraid because she was worried that Mo Yuan or Duan Lang would blame her.

She is just a mortal, if Duan Lang intends to target her, she will not be able to do well at all.At this moment, she even began to hate this.

Duan Lang didn't notice Yue Yingbai's small thoughts at all, seeing her keep peeking at him, he didn't care, he just thought she was curious.

Seeing that Duan Lang seemed to have made up his mind not to talk to him, Mo Yuan's eyes turned cold, and he casually threw an ingot of gold on the counter, opened his legs, and walked out with Yue Yingbai.

Duan Lang and Feng Jiujiu followed behind him with Xiao Hei and Treasure Mouse.

Soon they left the city and came to the outskirts of Fengtian City.

Mo Yuan threw out the flying magic weapon, helped Yue Yingbai up first, looked up and saw Duan Lang was going to take control of the sword, his face turned cold again, but he didn't say a word.

After flying for two days, they stopped in a valley deep in the mountains.

The surrounding area of ​​this mountain depression is full of big trees that cover the sky and the sun, while the recessed place is covered with messy stones and weeds, and there is no difference at all.

Duan Lang probed around with his spiritual sense, and saw a narrow mountain crevice not far away, and about a hundred meters along the mountain crevice, there was a cave.The cave was small and empty, and there was nothing strange about it.

Could it be that the cave has the function of traveling through time and space?Otherwise, how on earth would they return to the spirit world?

Brother, do you like me doing this to you?

After getting off the flying magic weapon, Mo Yuan didn't say much, and led them through the mountain depression until they reached the crack that Duan Lang had just scanned with his spiritual sense.Yue Yingbai was next to Mo Yuan, staring at the slit of Junhei, her palm-sized face was full of strange anticipation.

"Grand...son, is this the place to go to the fairy world?"

She always thought that the road to the fairyland would be as described in the storybook, surrounded by clouds and mist, with purple air coming from the east, but she did not expect it to be so ordinary.

Mo Yuan hummed lightly, raised his eyelids and glanced at Duan Lang, seeing him and Feng Jiujiu, head to head, whispering with their spiritual sense, a hostility surged directly from his chest.

"Duan Lang."

Duan Lang was asking Feng Jiujiu about Fenghuang, when he heard Mo Yuan calling him, he said reluctantly, "What's the matter?"

The anger in Mo Yuan's chest burned more and more intensely, and Mo Yuan's eyes were stained with a touch of blood.

He closed his mouth forcefully, suppressed the urge to drag him over and give him a good lesson, and said in a cold voice, "Go in and find the way ahead."

Duan Lang wanted to refute without anger, looked up and saw the faint red lines on Mo Yuan's face, swallowed his saliva, and lifted his feet to walk into the crack.

Feng Jiujiu wanted to follow, but being stared at by Mo Yuan's knife-like gaze, she shivered involuntarily and froze in place.

After watching Feng Jiujiu with cold eyes, Mo Yuan said softly to Yue Yingbai, "You follow me."

Yue Yingbai nodded obediently, with a timid expression, and a blush on her cheeks.

After Mo Yuan finished speaking, he walked in behind Duan Lang, staring at him with a cold light in his eyes.

Yue Yingbai opened her mouth, finally lowered her head in frustration, and obediently followed.

Feng Jiujiu held Xiao Hei in his arms.

The crack is so narrow that only one person can pass through it. There are hard stone walls on both sides. The wet moss on the stone wall will feel sticky if you accidentally touch it.

The same wet and slippery ground is uneven, and if you don't pay attention, you will fall, and the further you go inside, the darker the light becomes. When it is in the middle, it almost becomes pitch black.

Duan Lang put down the treasure hunting mouse and was about to take out the light source beads, when suddenly a hand stretched out from behind and grabbed him.A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and he almost screamed out.

The other party seemed to have expected his reaction, covered his mouth again, and dragged him aside.

That palm was like a dead person, so cold that there was no warmth at all.

Duan Lang froze for a second, then struggled frantically.

Is this bitch crazy?Why are you dragging him suddenly? !

Mo Yuan dragged Duan Lang all the way to the end of the fork next to the crack, and said coldly: "If you move again, I'll whittle you down into Huang Youcai."

Duan Lang's body froze, and then a raging anger burst out of his chest.He opened his mouth without thinking, and bit down hard on the palm on his mouth.

He took this bite with such force that it was like a mad dog biting someone, wishing he could gnaw off Mo Yuan's flesh.

Soon, there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Mo Yuan suffered from pain, his brows were tightly knit into a ball.He clamped Duan Lang's jaw tightly, forcing him to open his mouth, his voice was ambiguous.

"Bold? Huh?"

Duan Lang's jaw was clamped, unable to speak, he could only stare at him fiercely, "Shake it off..."

Mo Yuan's eyes darkened suddenly, and the fingers clamping down on Duan Lang became confused, stroking his lips lightly.

"Why can't you learn well?"

He was obviously his prisoner, so he deliberately flirted with him, and didn't want to step on him.Even getting close to Feng Jiujiu in front of him made him feel angry.Duan Lang shook his head, trying to break away from Mo Yuan, his fair cheeks were stained red, and his phoenix eyes were dyed bright with anger.

"Put... hands..."

When did he fail to learn well?

In order not to offend this grandson, he didn't even talk to him. He had already avoided it to this extent, what else did he want from him?

Duan Lang's constant struggle annoyed Mo Yuan, he clasped the back of his breast with his palm, pressed his lips, and bit down fiercely.

Duan Lang gasped in pain, and struggled more frantically.

Mo Yuan bit him hard on the lips to retaliate against him for biting his palm just now, and said in a dark voice: "If you don't want me to fuck/fuck you here, just be obedient."

At this time, Yue Yingbai and Feng Jiujiu found that Duan Lang and the others were missing, and they were looking around in panic.

"Son, where are you?"

"Where are you, Duan Lang? Strange, why are you missing?"

Their voices were very close, as if they were right in front of them.

Duan Lang's heart was pounding, he didn't dare to move anymore, he gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Mo Yuan stared at Duan Lang's bright phoenix eyes, as if something in his heart was agitating to pop out.

He pressed Duan Lang even more, and his lower body was tightly pressed against him, his voice was low and hoarse, "What do you think?"

Before La Duanlang came in, he didn't even think about what to do, he just hated him for ignoring himself, not looking at himself, and treating himself as air.