Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

After Duan Lang finished speaking, he was dragged back to the house by Mo Yuan, where he pressed down hard all afternoon and all night.

Don’t even think about shopping, it’s good to be able to get out of bed.

He slept until noon the next day, when Duan Lang was awakened by the sound of the door opening. He opened his eyes in a daze, saw Mo Yuan walking in, and asked, "Why?

What? ”

He just woke up, his voice was hoarse and lazy.

Mo Yuan's lower abdomen tightened, and Mo Yuan's eyes instantly became dark.He walked over, pulled Duan Lang out of the bed, hugged him and sat on his lap.

Duan Lang had a fuss last night, and just woke up again, not even wearing any clothes, seeing Mo Yuan's well-dressed appearance, curled up his toes in shame.

"You... what are you doing... ah..."

Mo Yuan's fingers slowly slid in along the slit between Duan Lang's thighs, and listening to his tone-changing voice, he said slowly, "What/you, can't you see?"

Duan Lang: "..."

You dare to do Phoenix, you are awesome!Don't be afraid that I will burn you to death if I breathe out the fire.

Seeing that Duan Lang was in a bad mood because of Su Mei and Feng Taoyao's affairs, Mo Yuan had been enduring it for the past few days, but now that he had regained his spirits and was still in the mood to go shopping with others, he naturally didn't want to let him go.

Seeing Duan Lang leaning softly into his arms, his breathing began to become short of breath, so he opened his hips and pushed in slowly. (For details, please move to QQ group or Sina Weibo)

Mo Yuan fucked/shot Duan Lang three times before releasing him contentedly.

It was already afternoon, Duan Lang was messed with for several hours, his whole body was so sore as if he had been run over by a big truck, he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers, so he could only slump on the bed as if he were dying, and pretended to be dead with his eyes closed.

Mo Yuan had already put on his clothes and stood under the bed. Looking at Duan Lang's limp slumped on the bed, a slight smile crossed his eyes, and he stretched out his big palm to massage his waist.

"feeling bad?"

The sore muscles were massaged vigorously, and they were instantly relaxed.

Duan Lang snorted twice comfortably, opened his eyes and looked at Mo Yuan, "You will try next time?"

Mo Yuan's face darkened, and the massage movement stopped instantly.

Duan Lang hesitated for a second, and quickly closed his eyes and mouth in fright, pretending that he hadn't said anything.

Mo Yuan stared at Duan Lang's increasingly delicate face, and the words Rong Zhi said to him involuntarily emerged in his mind.

"The me now is even more you in the future. You can't hurt and be afraid of A-Lang, because you will regret it."

"A-Lang has never been sorry to you, because he is not the original Duan Lang, but another soul from another world. The real Duan Lang has already been tortured to death by you."

"Put down your hatred and don't hurt him again."

After a while, seeing that Mo Yuan hadn't spoken or moved, he opened his eyes quietly, only to see that Mo Yuan was looking straight at him, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He subconsciously asked, "What are you thinking?"

Mo Yuan came back to his senses, forgot all the words Rong Zhi told him in his mind, continued to massage Duan Lang with a cold face, and said with a sneer, "Is it very energetic? So you are free to take care of my business?"

Duan Lang was angry: "Why are you such a scumbag? Don't think I dare not beat you."

He is now an eighth-level phoenix, and he can breathe fire from his mouth.

Mo Yuan pinched Duan Lang's chin with his fingers, "You try?"

Duan Lang turned his head away angrily, wrapped in the quilt and rolled to the innermost part of the bed, "I don't care about you, I want to sleep."

Although he is indeed confident that he can breathe fire, but the person in front of him is too powerful, and he has no confidence that he can burn him to ashes all at once.

Mo Yuan stared at Duan Lang's back for a while, opened the door, and walked out.

The sun was setting outside, and the red sun was hanging in the sky, revealing a strange and ominous color, as if something bad was about to happen.

In the early morning of the next day, when Duan Lang heard Mo Yuan's proposal to leave, he asked unexpectedly, "Why so suddenly?"

Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, "Aren't you willing to leave?"

Duan Lang touched his head, "Not really, it's just...it feels quite sudden."

After all, the day before, Mo Yuan was assuming he wanted to live here forever, and he quite liked this yard.

Thinking of this, he suddenly said: "Don't we wait for Fellow Daoist?"

Mo Yuan was silent for a moment, "He won't come back."

Duan Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he stared at Mo Yuan without blinking, "What happened?"

Mo Yuan said indifferently: "He has something to do at home, so I told him to go back."

Duan Lang heaved a sigh of relief, and murmured, "Scared me."

With Mo Yuan's tone just now, he thought Rong Zhi was like Su Mei and his mother...

Mo Yuan pursed his lips slightly and looked at Duan Lang with an ambiguous tone, "Are you worried about him?"

Duan Lang suppressed the sudden sadness in his heart, shook his head, "I just want to thank him."

When he was in the Realm of Delusion, he misunderstood Rong Zhi, and he still hasn't apologized to him, and he hasn't returned the hair tie.Taking something so powerful from the other party for no reason, he always felt a little uneasy.

But there is no way to find someone, so I can only wait until the next time I have a chance to meet.

Although I have lived in the yard for so long, there is actually nothing to take away.

Duan Lang watched as Mo Yuan clothed the room with formations that could keep it clean, thought for a while, and took out a communication talisman that belonged to him and put it on the table.

Seeing Mo Yuan looking at him, he explained: "If Fellow Daoist Rong comes back suddenly and finds that we are not there, you can use this to contact us."

Mo Yuan remained silent, and after Duan Lang put it away, he took the lead and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, he stopped suddenly and looked at the other side with a gloomy expression.

Duan Lang asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

After he finished speaking, he looked outside with his head.

Standing on the opposite street was a man with black hair and brocade robes. His hair was tied into a bundle and fastened on top of his head with a jade button.

Duan Lang had a good impression of Gu Jiuzhou, so he called him and asked, "City Master Gu, why are you here?"

Seeing Duan Lang, Gu Jiuzhou was overjoyed and walked over quickly, "Senior Duan."

Duan Lang missed the appointment yesterday, and he was worried, so he came here specially to see, and was thinking of what excuse would be better to come to the door, but Duan Lang came out unexpectedly.As he spoke, he glanced calmly at Mo Yuan next to Duan Lang, and asked, "Is your health better, senior?"

Duan Lang remembered the reason why he couldn't make the appointment yesterday, his cheeks were slightly hot, "Oh, I'm fine. I'm sorry, I missed the appointment."

Gu Jiuzhou shook his head and asked with a smile: "Is senior feeling better today? Do you want to go shopping now?"

Duan Lang shook his head and said embarrassingly: "Maybe not. I'm leaving Beiling City, I can only have a chance next time."

Gu Jiuzhou was stunned for a moment, unable to hide his disappointment, "Senior is leaving? Where are you going?"

Mo Yuan glanced at Gu Jiuzhou gloomyly, and said to Duan Lang impatiently, "Have you finished? Are you still going?"

Duan Lang was helpless, "Go find a friend, if I come to Beiling City next time, I will ask you out."

Gu Jiuzhou was about to try Duan Lang's summoning talisman, but Mo Yuan didn't give him a chance at all. He reached out and grabbed Duan Lang's arm, and dragged him directly to the city gate.

Duan Lang could only wave his hand at Gu Jiuzhou, and when he reached the gate of the city, he muttered dissatisfiedly: "I finally met a friend, why are you dragging me?"

Mo Yuan didn't know why, he seemed in a very bad mood, and said coldly, "I won't pull you, are you going to leave with that man?"

That look of reluctance was an eyesore to him.

And the man surnamed Gu, his eyes were almost glued to this bastard, if it wasn't for the trouble of killing him, he would have dug out his eyeballs long ago.Duan Lang was confused, "Junior brother, what are you thinking? Why should I go with him?"

After finishing speaking, he whispered again: "People who don't know think you are jealous."

Mo Yuan's expression suddenly darkened, "Shut up. Do I look like such a boring person?"

Duan Lang really wanted to nod, but under Mo Yuan's gloomy gaze, his desire to survive broke out instantly, and he shook his head like a drum.

"No, Junior Brother, you don't look like such a boring person at all. Really, I promise."

This dog is too realistic and has no sense of humor. Can't you tell that he is just making a small joke?

Really, I can't even take a joke!

Not far from the city gate, Mo Yuan threw out the flying magic weapon, wiped off the spiritual consciousness on it, and said to Duan Lang: "You come and open it."

Duan Lang let out a cry, branded his consciousness on it, made it bigger, jumped on it, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Mo Yuan sat down cross-legged, "Go to Baidi City to pick up Yue Yingbai."

Feng Jiujiu and Yue Yingbai obeyed Mo Yuan's arrangement to settle down in Baidi City. Counting the time, they have stayed there for more than half a month. If they don't pick up people, Feng Jiujiu will probably become irritable.

Baidi City is some distance away from Beiling City, and it takes about three or four days to get there by flying magic weapon.

Duan Lang didn't say much. After finding the right direction, he controlled the flying magic weapon with his spiritual sense and slowly rose into the air.

Neither of them noticed that after they left, a man in a black burqa came out from a hidden mountain depression.

He stared coldly at the direction where Duan Lang disappeared, and said hoarsely, "White Emperor City? Very good."

Fenghuang, who had been looking for a hundred years, finally appeared, and this time, no matter what, he wanted to get him.

And this time, he also wants to take revenge.

The man took off the hat covering his head, caressing the uneven red scars on his face, his expressions twisted together.

If Duan Lang and Mo Yuan were here, they would definitely recognize this person as Chen Wankong who escaped from death.

After flying for four days, Duan Lang and Mo Yuan finally arrived at Baidi City.

After putting away the flying magic weapon, the two walked towards the gate of the city. As soon as they reached the gate of the city, they saw a large group of people like soldiers rushing out of it.

A prison cart was pulled behind them, and a person was imprisoned in the prison cart.

Duan Lang had just glanced at him casually, but when he saw the man's appearance without any objection, his eyes suddenly went dark and he almost fainted.

He hastily tugged at Mo Yuan's sleeve, "Junior Brother, look at that person in the car, it seems to be Feng Jiujiu. The author has something to say."

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