Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Shurun ​​is a ninth-level monster, already a top-notch existence in the world of cultivating immortals, so how strong should his master be? Could it be the same as the unfathomable Mo Yuan?

Duan Lang noticed that when the master was mentioned fiercely, everyone present chattered and became quiet, with panic on their faces, as if the master he was talking about was some kind of scourge.

Duan Lang couldn't help being curious about the owner the cat was talking about.

Isn't Mo Yuan the biggest in the Demon Realm? When did someone more powerful than Mo Yuan appear.

Looking at Mo Yuan again, his brows and eyes were as cold as frost, obviously he didn't take the cruel words to heart, so he couldn't help giving him a thumbs up in his heart.It's really society, my brother Mo, who doesn't talk too much harshly, and his face doesn't change when he hears Ji Ruan say that.Without staying longer, the two quickly left the inn and walked out of the town.

When sitting on the flying magic weapon, Duan Lang noticed that Shuo Reng had been following them not too far or too close, and when he saw him, he showed a sinister smile.

Duan Lang: "..."

Is Warcraft so unaffordable to lose? If they can’t beat him, they still have to play tailgating? The key question is, it’s not him who hit him, what does it mean that he always smiles at him with cracked teeth.

But just follow along, anyway, there is a god of evil by his side, so he is not afraid of him.If it really doesn't work, it will be a good thing for Shashen to take away the fangs that look like revenge on the society.

But it's also strange, isn't Mo Yuan always hungry? On the way back to the Demon Realm, he also absorbed a few low-level monsters to fill his stomach. Why did he stop sucking when he came here?

Could it be that macaque is too ugly and affects appetite.Duan Lang felt that he might have gotten the truth.

The scenery in the Demon Realm is really lackluster. The road is barren and desolate. The land is scorched black as if it had been burned by a fire. There is no grass on the ground. Occasionally there is a forest, and the trees are all black in color.

This kind of tree seems to be abundant here. Duan Lang remembers that it is called black wood, and it mainly grows by absorbing dead air. It is useless except for making coffins, and it can't even purify the air.

So, the Demon Realm is really not suitable for people to live in. I don't know why these people just move away.Maybe they also thought, but the human world is occupied by monks cultivating immortals, and they can't go there even if they want to.After flying for another two days, they came to a larger town.

Du Lun followed them into the city, but after entering the city, he didn't follow them any more, but before leaving, he gave the two of them a wicked look.

That look seemed to say, you wait for me.

Duan Lang was speechless for a while, and simply ignored him, and entered the city with Mo Yuan.The name of the city is nice, called Fuyao.

On the same day, Dapeng rose from the wind and lifted up to 90,000 miles.

There are a total of twelve major cities in the Demon Realm. In addition to Fuyao, there are also Taoyuan, Wuji, Xifeng, etc. They are obviously Demon Realms, but they have better names than Xiuxian Realm. I don’t know what the people who named these cities thought.

Fuyao is considered a big city, with a much larger population than the town they visited before, and a relatively large proportion of humans. Monsters with human faces and sheep bodies like before have become relatively rare.

As soon as Duan Lang and Mo Yuan entered the city gate, a tall demon cultivator greeted him, followed by a group of people. "Your Majesty, my subordinates, if you paint off the coke to greet the late arrival, it is your Majesty's forgiveness."

When he said this, the man who claimed to be smeared and defocused didn't even dare to lift his head, cold sweat was still hanging on his forehead, and he looked terrified.The people behind him also did not dare to raise their heads, and bent obediently.

Duan Lang: "..."

After staying with Mo Yuan for a long time, he even forgot that he is actually a real devil king, the kind with a lot of subordinates.Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, took a look at Tu Qujiao, and hummed lightly. "Go back to the palace."

Only then did Tu Qujiao straighten his back, order his subordinates to carry out the sedan chair that had been prepared earlier, and respectfully welcome Mo Yuan and Duan Lang into the sedan chair.

This sedan chair is the same as the props that Duan Lang used in acting, but the difference is that this sedan chair has a very large space, like a room, with beds constantly placed inside, soft couch and coffee table, and intimately placed on the table Some soul fruit.

There is also a soft blanket on the ground, which is extravagant and luxurious, especially in line with the status of a devil.After flying for two days, Duan Lang was already tired, so he sat down on the soft cushion in front of the tea table, picked up a piece of snack and started eating.Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, glanced at him indifferently, and said in an unclear tone: "Brother, I don't think of myself as an outsider."

I don't know if he got used to staying with Mo Yuan, and coupled with the unspeakable relationship between the two, Duan Lang is no longer afraid of him as before, and he has let go of his words and deeds a lot.

Hearing this, his phoenix eyes turned, "Junior Brother doesn't treat me as an outsider, I naturally treat Junior Brother as my own." Mo Yuan took a deep look at Duan Lang, sat down on the soft couch without saying a word, and began to close his eyes to rest his mind.

Duan Lang ate two pieces of snacks, and suddenly realized, what did Mo Yuan mean by not saying anything just now? Did he acquiesce in his words? Or did he plan to appease him before digging out his heart, lest he run away?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that the dim sum in his hand was no longer fragrant.

After sitting for two cups of tea, the sedan chair stopped, and Tu Qujiao respectfully invited the two to get down.

After Duan Lang stepped out of the sedan chair, he glanced around subconsciously, and found that they came to a place that looked like a palace. The palace was magnificently built, and it was countless times better than Mo Yuan's dark residence.

Tu Qujiao said to Mo Yuan: "I've prepared the place to live. Your lord has a look. If there are any places that don't fit, I'll order someone to rearrange it." Duan Lang strode towards the place Tu Qujiao said, and asked, "What happened in the Demon Realm recently?"

Duan Lang saw that after Mo Yuan uttered these words, Tu Qujiao's figure froze suddenly, with a look of embarrassment on his face.Mo Yuan also sensed the abnormality of the defocusing of the paint, stopped in his footsteps, and his cold and dark eyes fell on him.

"Um?"

Tu Qujiao knelt down on the ground with a plop. He was obviously a tall and burly man, but he trembled all over under Mo Yuan's cold gaze. "My lord, have mercy.'

Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, exuding an icy aura that would freeze to death all over his body, "said." Tu Que was trembling uncontrollably, his head hit the ground deeply, his voice trembling.

"Shen...Shen Juanzhi...is back, and under the slogan of recovering, he occupied six main cities in just one month."

As mentioned earlier, there are a total of twelve main cities in the Demon Realm, occupying six main cities is equivalent to taking half of the power of the Demon Realm, and it only takes one month.

This Shen Juanzhi seems to be a ruthless character.

Mo Yuan took a cool look at Tu Qujiao, "Understood, get up."

As if he couldn't believe that Mo Yuan would let him go so easily, Tu Que anxiously raised his head, stared at him with wide eyes, seeing his frown impatiently, quickly got up from the ground, and said gratefully: "Thank you." Your Majesty."

Mo Yuan took another step, with a cold tone, "Tell me everything you know." He told the story about Shen Juanzhi like a bean.

From his mouth, Duan Lang knew that Shen Juanzhi was the demon king of Moyuantou, who disappeared for unknown reasons 200 years ago, and recently reappeared for unknown reasons.

On the first day he came out, he slaughtered the powerful demon cultivators in Ferry City, the westernmost part of the demon world, with his bare hands, and kept a few obedient ones as his subordinates.After that, he followed the same pattern and occupied the five major cities of Banruo, Zongyue, and Changling, and more and more people under his command were all good players.Duan Lang felt that Mo Yuan might have met an opponent. You must know that there are many people in the Demon Realm, and many powerful ones. In such a short time, Shen Juanzhi not only swept away the six main cities, but also wiped out all the disobedient ones. Killed, no matter how you look at it, he is capable, and there still seems to be a tyrant.

I just don't know who is more violent than Mo Yuan.

After Tu Qujiao finished speaking, he watched Mo Yuan's complexion become gloomy, and tried to shrink himself up, wishing to make himself invisible.His strength is almost that of the Nascent Soul stage in the human world, and he was able to become a general in Fuyao City only because the generals in the previous world were disobedient.At that time, the general was cut into eighteen pieces by Mo Yuan with a knife, which made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

Duan Lang thought it was pitiful for this tall man to look like a crane quail, he couldn't help but think of Xiao Hei, he felt pity for a moment, and said to Mo Yuan: "If it's okay, let General Tu go down first?

Tu Qujiao had noticed Duan Lang a long time ago, but he never guessed his identity. Seeing that he dared to speak to Mo Yuan like this, his eyelids were straightened with fright.

Is this man courageous? The grass on the grave of the last person who dared to talk to his lord like this was three meters high! Did he not want to die? Mo Yuan glanced at Duan Lang, lifted his thin lips, and said coldly He ordered to Tu Qujiao: "Go down and get something to eat." Tu Qujiao was in a trance for a while, and after leaving the yard, he didn't recover for a long time.It’s fine if His Majesty didn’t kill someone? Why did you agree?

And asked him to prepare food? For whom? Something flashed through his mind——

Your Majesty couldn't just let him prepare it for the man who pleaded for him just now, could he? Tu Qujiao was startled.

Duan Lang didn't know that his casual words would make Tu Qujiao doubt his life, and when they left, he idly lay down on the table, his phoenix eyes turning back and forth on the expressionless Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan was playing with the teacup, thinking with his eyes downcast.

His palms are slender, with well-defined knuckles in his fingers, and the color is a little whiter than the porcelain cup in his hand, like a beautiful, carefully carved handicraft.Sensing Duan Lang's restless gaze, he raised his eyelids, and said coldly: "What do you want to say, brother?" Duan Lang thought to himself, it's not bad that he has a brain, and he even knows what he wants to say.

He sat up straight, coughed, and said, "Junior brother, I just want to ask you, who is stronger between you and that Shen Juanzhi?" If Shen Juanzhi is stronger than Mo Yuan, will he wait Will he die until Mo Yuan digs his heart out? If this is the case, he would rather consider defecting.

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Recently, the three-dimensional is too tired, too tired to slow down, and the things coded out are always unsatisfactory.

I don't want everyone to see the journal I wrote randomly, and I don't want everyone to see the things I wrote casually to deal with you, so I took a day off yesterday and adjusted my status. I'm sorry for the long wait.