Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Duan Lang felt that Shen Juanzhi and the Xuan Ming in the memory of the original owner were really not the same person. Although they looked the same, Xuan Ming was stable, reliable, kind and compassionate. He would save any injured wild cats on the roadside. This kind of person is completely different from the one in front of him who killed someone and licked the blood and brains with a smile.

Shen Juanzhi saw Duan Lang hiding behind Mo Yuan, chuckled, and said slowly: "I haven't seen you for a hundred years, is this my brother?" Duan Lang obviously noticed the change in Shen Juanzhi's tone, don't ask How did he know? He asked because he stayed with sick people for a long time.He cautiously took a step from behind Mo Yuan, showing an awkward yet polite smile. "How could it be, senior brother thought too much. I...just didn't senior brother die before?"

Shen Juan glanced around pointingly, "Little brother, are you sure you want to talk about this topic with me here? You don't plan to change places with me." Duan Lang wanted to shake his head and say no, but his strong desire to survive stopped him "Where do you want to go, brother?" Shen Juanzhi smiled evilly, "Go to my sedan chair." After he finished speaking, he tiptoed and flew towards Duan Lang.

Duan Lang was startled, and subconsciously wanted to hide.But Mo Yuan beside him was faster than him, he directly blocked him, and slashed at Shen Juanzhi with his palm.Shen Juanzhi waved Mo Yuan away casually like a fly, grabbed and squeezed with his left palm, and sucked Duan Lang in front of him.

His speed was extremely fast and his strength was so great that Duan Lang didn't even have a chance to react, so he was caught solidly, and his face turned pale with shock.Shen Juanzhi grabbed Duan Lang and flew back into the sedan chair, raised his eyes to look at Mo Yuan who was about to attack him, and smiled contemptuously: "Don't fight, you are not my opponent."

Mo Yuan's palms hanging by his side were clenched into fists, and he stared at Shen Juanzhi coldly and sullenly, "What do you want?" Shen Juanzhi looked down at Duan Lang, stuck out his tongue and licked his red lips. With inquiry. "Of course it's to catch up with my little brother."

He was talking about reminiscing about the past, but he didn't let go of Duan Lang's hand, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Duan Lang's heart was thumping, he managed to stabilize his mind, and said with a stiff smile: "Brother, can you let me go?" placket. "Senior brother has always loved junior brother the most, so I will naturally agree to your request." After he finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled at Duan Lang.

It was only then that Duan Lang realized that there was a red mole in the corner of Shen Juanzhi's eye, and with his movements, the mole gave off a demonic smell.He couldn't help but took a step back, smiled, and said nothing.

How should he answer this kind of words, the neurotic in front of him is even more neurotic than Mo Yuan, what if he answers wrongly and dies.

Shen Juanzhi didn't care about Duan Lang's silence, he spread his palms upwards, motioned for him to put his hands up, and said with a smile: "Junior, follow me into the sedan chair."

Duan Lang looked down at the porcelain-white jade hand, his heart was pounding like a drum, and his throat was dry.

He hesitated and stretched out his hand, just about to put it on, but the palm suddenly changed direction and grabbed his throat.Then, Shen Juanzhi's voice tinged with laughter sounded.

"It turns out that you are not my junior brother. Then let me see who you are."

Like pouring down a bucket of ice water, Duan Lang was utterly chilled. He was horrified to find that he couldn't move anymore, and his limbs were crushed to death by an invisible force.

Shen Juanzhi in front of him had already slowly put his hand on top of his head, seeing him looking at him in horror, he showed him a gentle smile. "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt." Duan Lang: "... Tu, I believe in you big-headed ghost.

He tried his best to keep his voice from trembling, "Master...Senior brother, you...what are you doing?"

Shen Juanzhi grinned at him, his teeth were white, "I'll search my soul and find out who snatched my little junior brother's body." His voice was slow, and the voice itself was nice, but the tone was like a Put the cold sword straight into the back of the person's heart.Duan Lang's eyelids trembled and he almost cried.

Soul search literally means to use spells to search for the other party's soul and obtain the information in the other party's mind.It sounds harmless, but those who have been soul searched will all become idiots or fools without exception.Only Shen Juanzhi would say such a sentence so casually. "Senior brother, don't be joking, I am really Duan Lang, your junior brother."

The smile on Shen Juanzhi's face disappeared, and he clicked his tongue indifferently, "You talk too much.""

As he finished speaking, Duan Lang felt a surge of spiritual power begin to drill down his celestial spirit cap, and a piercing pain hit him. His eyes suddenly went dark, and he screamed uncontrollably.

Shen Juanzhi was not coaxing him, nor was he joking, he really wanted to search his soul.He managed to turn over from Mo Yuan's hands, so he is going to die in the hands of a psychopath today.No, he is not reconciled.

At this moment, he felt the hand loosened by Shen Juanzhi on top of his head, and at the same time someone pulled him over.He raised his head tremblingly, and saw Mo Yuan's handsome face like a celestial being.

Mo Yuan held a broad sword in his hand, blood drops slowly fell from the bright sword.He hugged Duan Lang tightly, his dark eyes were full of savagery and violence, and he looked at Shen Juanzhi.

"He's mine, it's not your turn to touch him."

Shen Juanzhi glanced at the wound on the back of his hand, lowered his head, and licked off the blood on it, with a smile on his lips. "It's kind of interesting that it can hurt me."

Duan Lang leaned weakly in Mo Yuan's arms, his whole body was covered in cold sweat as if he had just been fished out of the water.He heard a hint of danger from Shen Juanzhi's tone, and asked Mo Yuan with difficulty, "Yes... Is there any medicine, give me one."

He could feel that Shen Juanzhi really wanted to kill him just now, and it was useless to say anything at this time, he could only fight.He is not strong enough, so he can only drag Mo Yuan back. The only way is to transform into his original form, and burn Shen Juanzhi with fire.

Mo Yuan lowered his eyes and glanced at Duan Lang, seeing that his face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was still covered with a layer of cold sweat, and a monstrous anger suddenly rose in his heart. "No, you rest."

After he finished speaking, he pushed Duan Lang to the side and stayed by the side all the time without saying a word. He looked at Shen Juanzhi with cold eyes, and said with a sarcasm, "What are you? Why can't I hurt you? "

Shen Juanzhi was absorbing the information he had just received from Duan Lang. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows lazily, ignored Mo Yuan, and looked at Duan Lang with interest in his eyes.

"Your memory is weird. Huh? It's a world I've never seen. Where did you come from?"

Duan Lang was taken aback suddenly, he never expected that his rebirth would be seen through, this Shen Juanzhi is simply not human, but a monster.He looked at Shen Juanzhi vigilantly, and decided to deny it to the end, "I don't understand what brother is saying." With a wave of Shen Juanzhi's hand, a chair covered with fur appeared out of nowhere and landed behind him.

He sat up slowly, propped his elbows on the armrest, and rested his chin lazily, "The little thing still doesn't admit it? Then let me see what else is there."

Seeing that Shen Juanzhi really closed his eyes and began to sort out his memories, Duan Lang didn't know what to say.I have seen sick ones, but I have never seen such sick ones, and I just thought about it.

Mo Yuan's face also darkened, and his eyes stared at Shen Juanzhi, filled with coldness and a trace of imperceptible fear.After a while, Shen Juanzhi opened his eyes and looked at Duan Lang with a smile on his lips.

"It turns out that your memory has not only been sealed by someone, but has also been reshaped by someone. No wonder you have to be like my junior brother." Duan Lang was taken aback, "What did you say?"

What memory was sealed, what was transformed? Is this about him?

Mo Yuan couldn't help tightening his fingers holding the broad sword, and his eyes staring at Shen Juanzhi became sharper.

Shen Juanzhi saw Duan Lang's distrust, and said casually: "Little thing, it's no good to lie to you. If you don't believe me, let me do a soul search, and I promise to tell you everything I know."

Duan Lang thought I was stupid? If my soul was searched, I would become a fool. What's the use of not telling me when the time comes? He simply avoided the topic, "Since senior brother believes that I am your junior brother, you can accept it. Do you have it?"

He has evaluated Shen Juanzhi's strength, even if he is an incarnation, and Mo Yuan combined, he may not be his opponent, it is best not to fight.Shen Juanzhi didn't seem to hear Duan Lang's implicated refusal, stretched his waist, and lazily said: "Since you don't want to, then I can only use a strong one.

The tone was the same as the greeting for today's fine weather.Duan Lang: "....

After all, this psycho is just unwilling to let him go.

He gritted his teeth and tried to reason with Shen Juanzhi, "If you use the soul searching technique, I will turn into a fool, which is of no benefit to me at all." Shen Juanzhi curled his lips, "That's none of my business ?You are not my junior brother." Duan Lang: "..."

Don't try to reason with psychopaths, it doesn't make sense at all.

He stood up straight, summoned Xing Lingjian, and simply said: "Then let's fight."

When Shen Juanzhi saw Xingling Sword, a flash of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "It's okay if you don't want me to search for the soul, and let the person next to you undo the restriction in your sea of ​​consciousness."

Duan Lang subconsciously looked at Tu Qujiao beside him. Seeing that Tu Qujiao was looking at him innocently and blankly, he realized something was wrong, and then looked at Mo Yuan on the other side.Mo Yuan has not spoken since just now, his eyes are as cold as cold blades, staring straight at Shen Juanzhi.Seeing Duan Lang looking at him, he withdrew his gaze and turned to him.

Duan Lang's heart sank for no reason, and he asked Shen Juanzhi strangely and inexplicably, "What's the matter with my junior brother?"

Shen Juanzhi looked lightly at Mo Yuan and Duan Lang, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and a smile full of interest appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Little thing, don't you know? The restrictions in your sea of ​​consciousness are imposed by the people around you." "No, you shouldn't say that. It should be said that your sea of ​​consciousness has the breath of the people around you."

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Was reviewed so badly last time I don't feel like writing any broth now!!