Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

The next day, the sky was overcast and overcast, making people breathless.

As soon as Duan Lang woke up, his right eyelid started to twitch, which made him inexplicably upset, and he couldn't even meditate to feel at ease.Seeing his fidgeting appearance, Mo Yuan frowned slightly, "What are you doing walking around?" Duan Lang was indescribably disturbed, he hesitated to speak, "I always feel that something is going to happen."

This feeling has appeared since I went to the restaurant yesterday and found someone watching him, no matter how hard he suppressed it, he couldn't suppress it.Cultivators who have reached a certain level of cultivation can generally perceive the destiny, so his premonition is likely to come true.Thinking of this, Duan Lang became even more annoyed.

Mo Yuan frowned even tighter, raised his eyelids, and ordered: "Come here."

Duan Lang walked over and was about to ask him what he was doing when he saw Mo Yuan stretched out his fingers and tapped him between the eyebrows.

A cool breath spread from between the eyebrows into the sea of ​​consciousness, and the restless feeling before dissipated like a black cloud blown away by the wind.He gasped, grabbed Mo Yuan's finger subconsciously, looked at it, and asked, "What did you do?" Why didn't he know that the monk's magic had a way to calm the mind.

Mo Yuan didn't answer Duan Lang's question, but looked at the fingers he was holding on tightly, and said indifferently: "Brother is holding on to my fingers, are you planning to belittle me?"

Duan Lang: "..."

He let go of his hand, showing an awkward but polite smile, "Junior brother really likes to joke." Does he look sick? Belittle him, stop joking!

Mo Yuan glanced at Duan Lang indifferently, and was about to speak, but at this moment, there was a commotion outside the door, mixed with angry shouts. "People in the yard get out!" "Hand over that murderous Moxiu!" "If you don't open the door, we will rush in."

Duan Lang's eyelids that had just stopped twitched wildly again, and that bad premonition came back again.He subconsciously looked at Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan's face was expressionless, but his eyes were as dark as the dark sea, and he said coldly, "This sucker has some skills."

They had just spread the rumor that Lu Sangmi's cultivation base had plummeted, and they wanted to catch the turtle, but they didn't expect that the other party was so superior that they came to recruit a thief and shouted to catch the thief.But how did he know that Mo Yuan was a demon cultivator? Could it be that the other party had seen them, and even fought against them?

Duan Lang continued to think along this line of thought, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. The twitching eyelids annoyed him so much that he simply covered it with one hand, and said to Mo Yuan, "Who could it be?"

Having said that, he paused suddenly, his tone changed slightly, "Could it be Chen Wankong?"

Except for Chen Wankong, they have never fought against anyone else, and Chen Wankong also knows the insidious technique that absorbs people.Mo Yuan came down from the bed, "You'll know if you go and have a look." Duan Lang grabbed Mo Yuan's arm without thinking, "You want to go out?"

The other party's purpose is obviously to force Mo Yuan out, and then take the opportunity to reveal his identity as a demon cultivator. If they follow the other party's train of thought, they may fall into the trap.

Mo Yuan turned his head to look at Duan Lang, his eyes flickered slightly. "What do you want me to do brother?"

Without even thinking about it, Duan Lang said: "Of course we should go. Yes, you go directly and go to Lu Sangmi. She knows that you are not the murderer, and she will definitely protect you.

And in this way, that person may follow to find Lu Sangmi, and then he will easily fall into the trap they set.Mo Yuan stared straight at Duan Lang, with no emotion in his flat tone. "You don't want to take this opportunity to kill me so that you can escape?" Duan Lang shuddered and suddenly came to his senses.

That's right, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as Mo Yuan is caught as a murderer, he can completely leave him in the chaos. When the time comes, the sky will be high and the sea will be wide, no matter how powerful he is, he will not be found.

Mo Yuan's complexion darkened inch by inch, and his eyes became gloomy and cold. "Brother really can't wait to leave me."

Duan Lang's back felt cold, and he quickly let go of Mo Yuan's arm, "I'm not me and I don't have a junior brother, so don't misunderstand me." How could he forget how dark and sinister the guy in front of him was, so why did he just follow his train of thought? Did they go down? Mo Yuan sneered, flicked his sleeves, and went straight out the door, his back looking extraordinarily cold.

Duan Lang instantly had a feeling that his life was not long, and followed Mo Yuan out the door dejectedly.Feng Jiujiu and the others also came out of the house when they heard the movement.Yue Yingbai asked timidly, "My lord, what happened?"

With a cold face, Mo Yuan ignored Yue Yingbai at all, walked directly to the middle of the courtyard, and opened the closed courtyard door with a big wave of his palm.The person outside the door was about to break in, but was caught off guard, and was pushed by the crowd behind him, and fell directly to the ground, throwing himself on the ground.Duan Lang: "..."

Although he knew that he shouldn't laugh at this time, he couldn't hide his smile. What should he do? Feng Jiujiu was much more straightforward than Duan Lang, holding his belly and started laughing.

The person who fell didn't expect that he would have such an oolong, so he stood up with a flushed face, wiped off the ashes, and said angrily: "You demon cultivator is really insidious and cunning.

Feng Jiujiu said unhappily: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, is your grandfather a demon cultivator?" After he finished speaking, a heavy coercion pressed hard on the person who spoke.

Although Feng Jiujiu's cultivation base is not high, but he is a member of the Phoenix family, and his own coercion is enough for these people to bear, not to mention that the other party is just a small golden core.

The man couldn't take it anymore, his knees almost went limp and he knelt down on the ground in embarrassment, and he ran desperately to the back of the crowd to hide.Duan Lang then looked towards the door.

Dozens of people were standing there in the dark, and it seemed that there were a lot of people, but if you just use your spiritual sense to scan, you will find that the cultivation base of this group of people is not high, not to mention Mo Yuan, probably none of them. Feng Jiujiu's opponent.

Duan Lang's heart fell back into his stomach, his phoenix eyes swept across the crowd, and his tone slightly increased.

"I don't care who you heard said that there is a magic cultivator here, I will tell you that this is a misunderstanding, if you don't want to cause trouble, get out now."

The group of people who were looking for trouble did not expect that there would be so many experts in this small courtyard, let alone the man in black with a gloomy and cold expression standing in the middle of the courtyard, even the man in white who just spoke was not something they could handle of.

They were originally incited by others, and they ran up to the top of the heat. At this time, Duan Lang sneered at them, and they all came back to their senses.Seeing that they had the intention to retreat, Duan Lang decided to work harder, and the coercion belonging to the superior pressured towards the door silently.

Everyone was shaken by his heavy pressure, and their knees involuntarily knelt towards the ground. Some of them were not cultivated enough, and their mouths and noses were already overflowing with blood.

Duan Lang just wanted to scare them, he didn't intend to do anything to them, seeing this, he took back the coercion. "Let's go now."

After speaking, he blinked at Mo Yuan, seeing that he was unmoved, his heart was filled with desolation.It's over, this bitch is still angry, it seems that life is going to be sad again.At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly came out from the crowd.

"Are you saying that the murderer is not here? I think you obviously want to cover up the murderer! Get along with him and let us righteous monks be slaughtered by him.

Duan Lang glanced into the crowd, trying to find the person who spoke, but there were too many people, and it was impossible to tell who the person who just spoke was.

As soon as this voice came out, the crowd who had planned to retreat because they were afraid of Duan Langxiu became angry again. "You are clearly a monk of the righteous way, but you protect the demon cultivator, you are not a good person!" "If you have the ability, you kill me, otherwise I will die with you." "Kill them, kill this group of sucking bastards. "

In the chaos, who knows who popped out a sword light and shot towards Mo Yuan in the field.The blazing sword light was wrapped in a thick murderous aura, and one could tell at a glance that a killer move had been used.

Duan Lang was startled, almost without thinking, he sacrificed the protective barrier and put it on Mo Yuan, trying to protect him.

The person who made the move knew that Mo Yuan couldn't make a move, because if he made a move, Mo Xiu's identity would be exposed, and even if it was justified, he would not be able to tell.And if Mo Yuan didn't make a move, he could only take his sword, and if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.It can only be said that the person who made the move was too poisonous.

The sword light arrived in a blink of an eye, and hit the protective barrier that Duan Lang sacrificed, directly smashing it into pieces, and piercing Mo Yuan fiercely, piercing his chest with a deep sword, the blood rushed It came out all at once.

Duan Lang's complexion changed sharply.

But Mo Yuan didn't even look at the wound, leaped into the air, flew to the middle of the crowd, and slapped one of them hard with his palm.The opponent turned pale with fright, and flew to hide.

But Mo Yuan had already grabbed his hat, and with his movements, the entire cloak was ripped off, and he was inevitably exposed to everyone.

It was a middle-aged man with a long thin face, triangular eyes, and a mustache. He was a popular face that people couldn't remember his appearance when he was thrown into the crowd.He looked at Mo Yuan with extremely dark eyes. "Look, everyone, this person is indeed a demon cultivator." It was a long story, but it was only a few seconds.

Seeing that Mo Yuan revealed his identity, Duan Lang was very anxious, but there was no better solution for a while, so he could only look at Mo Yuan anxiously.Everyone was blown away by the middle-aged man's words, and they left one after another, staring at Mo Yuan in horror and hatred. "Magic...Magic cultivator..."

"Go and report to the city lord, kill... kill him..."

Yue Yingbai's complexion changed slightly, and she involuntarily took two steps back, hiding herself behind the pillar.

Mo Yuan slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and he looked at the crowd, pressing down on them with a heavy pressure.

Those people only felt that there was a sudden Mount Tai on their backs, their knees softened, and they fell to the ground overwhelmed, sweating like rain, and unable to utter a word.

Mo Yuan casually threw the black cloak in his hand to the ground, and glanced at the middle-aged man. "Chen Wankong, since you want to die so much, I'll give you a ride."

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The latest update time is a bit unstable, because there is no manuscript saved, and [-]D is a bit busy, let's tentatively set it until [-] o'clock in the evening, and it will be updated at zero when I save the manuscript.