Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Duan Lang’s guess is well-founded, just like what he thought before, if Su Mei died trying to save him, what about Mo Yuan? Could it be that he just watched him die? Although it is not impossible This possibility, after all, Mo Yuan still hated him at that time.

Mo Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, he turned and walked off the bed, then turned his head and looked at Duan Lang coldly, "Brother, do you think I will be the one who saved you?" Duan Lang couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, sitting cross-legged on the bed, checking Pull your shoulders. "That's it."

Mo Yuan looked at the unconcealable disappointment on Duan Lang's eyebrows, pursed the corners of his lips, and said nothing.

There was no one in the palace, usually just the two of them, and there was nothing nearby to go shopping except for the Black Crow Forest.

But the Black Crow Forest was too dangerous, and he would die if he was not careful. Duan Lang didn't want to go there at all. He usually either practiced exercises cross-legged on the bed, or went to the hot spring to soak in water, or practice swords.

Mo Yuan is usually also in the palace, but he doesn't know what he is busy with, and he is often not seen, but he will appear at night and sleep in the same bed with him.Duan Lang wondered if he didn't want him to go to the Feng Clan and dragged him on purpose.

After going on like this for seven days, he finally couldn't help it, and while he was around, he asked, "Brother, when shall we leave?" Mo Yuan glanced at him casually, "When do you want to leave, brother?" Duan Lang: "...·Is this something I can decide? Without even thinking about it, he said: "Tomorrow. "Mo Yuan said lightly: "Then tomorrow." "Duan Lang: "..."

Is it so easy? Why does he feel something is wrong.

He endured it, but he couldn't hold it back, and asked, "What are you doing these few days, Junior Brother?" Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, "Want to know?"

Duan Lang didn't really think about it, but seeing Mo Yuan staring at him, he always felt that if he shook his head, he might get a bad punishment, so he nodded reluctantly.

Mo Yuan stood up from the soft couch, said, "I'll take my senior brother to have a look," and walked out the door first.Duan Lang hesitated, followed behind him, and left the small building.

Because there was no one there, the entire palace seemed extremely quiet. The walls built of dark stones had a dull color, which was both cold and depressing.Going straight along the wide avenue, the two walked into a hall closest to the palace gate.

This hall is also built with black stones, but the floor is paved with blue crystal stones, and there is light like broken diamonds below, and in the middle is a circular arch made of rosewood, with auspicious clouds carved on it. pattern, light curtains hang over the arches.

Behind the light curtain is a screen printed with winter snow, dead trees and dead branches. I don't know if it is installed with a formation or something else. The snowflakes on the screen are falling rustlingly, which is very beautiful.

Seeing that Mo Yuan had bypassed the screen, Duan Lang quickly turned his gaze away from above, and followed him in. After seeing what was behind him clearly, his phoenix eyes widened slightly.

I saw three-dimensional bookshelves on the three walls of the main hall. The bookshelves are densely packed with books, including secret books, bamboo slips, and jade slips.

In addition to the bookshelves, there is also a soft couch for people to rest in the center, and beside the couch is a magnificent palace lantern.Duan Lang couldn't help asking: "Junior Brother, have you been reading here recently?" Mo Yuan hummed indifferently.

Duan Lang always felt something strange, but couldn't figure it out, so he simply put this feeling behind him and asked Mo Yuan, "Apart from collecting books, is there anything else?"

Mo Yuan looked up at him.

Duan Lang pressed his fist to his lips and coughed, "For example, spirit stones, spirit weapons and so on?" Don't blame him for asking such a question, he is really shy.

Mo Yuan glanced at him, didn't say much, and led him straight to the back.

It turned out that the bookshelf could be moved. After opening it, there was a room like a secret room behind it, filled with spiritual stones and magic weapons.

Duan Lang: "..."

Let’s talk about why Mo Yuan spent 50 high-grade spirit stones before without blinking an eye. It turns out that this dog has mines at home.

He stared at the sparkling spirit stone with bright eyes, and couldn't help reaching out to take one, feeling the pure spiritual power, showing a coveted look.Mo Yuan saw him like a puppy, his eyes were shining, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes quickly, and he said coldly: "If you want to take it, brother, you can take it, you don't need to show this look."

Duan Lang: "..."

For the sake of Lingshi, he endured it!

Anyway, the master said it all, Duan Lang was not polite, and took a bunch of spirit stones and stuffed them into the storage bag.

In this world where everything needs a spirit stone, without it, it would be difficult to move forward, so in order to avoid the situation like last time, when he was too poor to even open the teleportation array, he decided to discard his self-esteem.

Mo Yuan watched Duan Lang desperately hiding spirit stones in the storage bag like a hamster, and casually pulled out a flying spirit treasure from the pile of spirit weapons, and handed it to him.It was a ship-like magic weapon with spells engraved on it, and it looked ordinary.Duan Lang took it and asked strangely: "What is this?" Mo Yuan replied: "Flying magic weapon."

Returning to the Phoenix Realm needs to cross the barren sea, and it does need a flying magic weapon. Of course, the aptitude of Lingbao is better.

Duan Lang looked at the palm-sized boat in his hand, put it in his pocket without any embarrassment, and took some spirit stones by the way.After leaving the secret room, the two of them spent the night in the study without going back to the hut.The next day, the two set off for the human world.

The flying magic weapon Mo Yuan gave was called Yuzhou, and its flying speed was faster than that of Mo Lian. More importantly, it had its own protection, and people sitting in the cabin would not be afraid of the death energy of the demon world.

Duan Lang couldn't put it down because of this fishing boat, and secretly decided to take it as his own, determined not to return it to Mo Yuan.After flying for five days, the two arrived at Shenzhou City, which is the closest to Huanghai.

Shenzhou City is also a human city for cultivating immortals. Because it is close to the sea, the air is relatively humid, and the food is mostly seafood products.When Duan Lang walked into the city, he also found a lobster with as long an arm, and his mouth watered immediately.Mo Yuan sensed his gaze, followed him, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

When he arrived at the inn, Duan Lang saw that there was lobster on the menu. He wanted to order it, but he suddenly reacted and asked Mo Yuan. "Junior brother, you seem to be allergic to seafood, don't move for a while." He couldn't help being taken aback as soon as the words came out.

Mo Yuan had never eaten seafood with him, but Rong Zhi had, but after eating, a rash appeared on his face.Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, his eyes were like cold blades emitting cold air, his thin lips parted slightly, "Who do you think I am?" Duan Lang couldn't help but feel guilty.

He accepted the memories Rong Zhi gave him, no matter how unwilling he was, he would still be affected by those memories intentionally or unconsciously.

For example, the person in front of him is obviously Mo Yuan, but sometimes he feels that the other party is Rong Zhi, and he and Rong Zhi have spent nearly ten years together, and they have given that person full of blood and love, so Some things are carved into the bones, and if you don't pay attention, they will come out and make trouble.

Because of Duan Lang's wrong words, Mo Yuan's face was cold until he returned to the inn room.Duan Lang was originally guilty, but after thinking about it later, he felt something was wrong.

Even if he and Mo Yuan are not enemies now, nor are they lovers who can be jealous, at most they can be regarded as fluff/friends, besides, who doesn't have a scumbag ex, why should he feel guilty?

The more he thought about it, the more he realized that it made sense, so Duan Lang simply lay down on the bed and began to sleep.

These days, he has been driving the fishing boat, and his energy and spiritual power have been exhausted, and he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Mo Yuan looked at Duan Lang who had quickly fallen asleep, his eyes were dark and filled with complicated light.After a while, he went directly to the bed, pulled him into his arms, and hugged him tightly from behind.

The next day, Duan Lang slept until the sun was high, and when he woke up, he found that his hands and feet were on Mo Yuan's body again, and he couldn't help being speechless for a while.He moved back a couple of times, backed out of his arms, and sat up from the bed.The room they lived in faced the street, and they could already hear the noisy voices outside.

Seeing that Mo Yuan was still in a deep sleep, Duan Lang thought something was wrong, so he simply pushed him. Seeing that he opened his eyes, the dark pupils were exceptionally sober, and he didn't look like he had slept at all, so he couldn't help being taken aback.

Mo Yuan saw clearly that it was him, rubbed his forehead, and now he looked like he had just woken up, and asked him, "What time is it?" His voice was slightly hoarse, but it sounded pleasant.

Duan Lang didn't know what time it was, so he spread his arms and said directly: "I don't know." 3/4%22:11