After time travel, Master Mozun teases me every day

The words are divided into two parts.

Letting go of Feng Lingtian, who was already trying to fall asleep, he didn't mention it, and just talked about the mortal who he had been spying on for a year.

This person's name is Gu Leyuan, and he is a full-time Internet writer.

Although I mainly focus on breeding/horse upgrades, I occasionally go to Jinjiang to open some fandoms of my own novels.

The readers and experience he has accumulated since college allow him to live a carefree life even if he is sitting at home and typing on the keyboard every day.

But since this kind of wantonness started a year ago, it has become a little more weird.

If the source of this "strangeness" is, Gu Leyuan himself can't tell.But every day when he was sitting in front of the computer and typing on the keyboard, he always felt that someone was watching him.

But it's just a feeling after all.

After all, this feeling doesn't happen all the time, and relatively speaking, it takes ten and a half months to feel a little wrong.

Besides, he lives alone, and lives on top of a ten-story building.If you want to spy on him, you'll need a ghost.

Besides, he is a big man, no one should be willing to peep, right?

With this mentality, even though the weird feeling didn't change, Gu Leyuan still forcibly persuaded himself to continue his daily work calmly and calmly.

This night, he was writing about the villain boss Mozun Feng Lingtian and the protagonist, his master Han Xiaozi's danmei fan in the male cultivator novel he is currently serializing.

What love, killing, sadomasochism, deep love, here he was writing with enthusiasm, but suddenly he was blinded by a purple light that came from nowhere, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

The next second, he opened his eyes.

Something seems to be happening.

But nothing seemed to happen.

Everything around is as old as before, and the calm is terrifying.

Gu Leyuan raised his hand and rubbed his cheeks, sat in place for a long time, then slowly got up, and carefully checked every corner around him.

As imagined, not to mention people in the room, not even a single cockroach or mosquito.

Looking back at the computer that was still on, Gu Leyuan hesitated for a moment, but reached out, took the small cactus on the table and grabbed it into his hand, as if it were a self-defense prop, pushed the door to The living room went out.

This is the first time he took the cactus out of the bedroom after he bought it home and put it on the table.

This is also the first time Feng Lingtian has been touched by his crush after a year of peeping.

Although it was the outer surface of the flower pot that was separated from his body by a circle of soil, even this kind of contact was much better than the situation where he almost forgot his existence for a year and didn't even meet his eyes once. up.

Feng Lingtian was a little happy and a little excited.

But on the other hand, Gu Leyuan tried his best to search the room thoroughly, but couldn't see anything wrong. This is not something that can make people feel happy.

After returning to the room, Gu Leyuan put the prickly pear back on the table.

The whole person slumped on the chair and remained silent for a long time, then frowned, stretched out his hand and subconsciously touched the small thorns on the cactus, and murmured: "Could it be because Lord Mozun doesn't like this position?"

You must know that in terms of his engineering student's writing style, when Master Mozun wants to make a move, he is always accompanied by a burst of dazzling purple light.Then think about the part on the computer screen now, where Master Mozun is being pressed by Han Xiaozi to perform the content of Longyang's one hundred and eighth style...

Gu Leyuan touched his chin and thought about it seriously.

If he was Lord Mozun, he would also be angry.

After thinking about it in such a mess for a while, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he might be neurotic.

Withdrawing his finger and pressing it twice on his forehead, he didn't know whether it was self-deprecating or something, he turned off the phone, turned around and went to take a shower.

As for the purple light just now?

That must be the illusion caused by not having a good rest recently.

Gu Leyuan comforted himself like this.

I can only choose to believe in this comfort.

But what Gu Leyuan didn't know was that when he turned to take off his clothes, the purple light lighted up quietly again for a moment.

This time the light is not as dazzling as before, so if you look back, you can clearly see that the source of the light is the prickly pear that Gu Leyuan used as a self-defense tool.

But no if.

So when he took off his clothes and turned back again, the room was calm again.The purple light was no longer there, only the desk lamp used for lighting was left, which was shining palely as before.

Gu Leyuan stared at the table for a while, but finally didn't think any more, turned around and continued to take a shower.

And Feng Lingtian, who escaped from the dream over there, changed his usual air of being a demon king, like a child who got candy, excitedly tugging at the girl standing beside his bed. Xie Wenxing said excitedly, "I said it worked! Did you know? He not only lifted me up today, but also touched me!"

Although the "holding" is actually "grasping", and the "touching" is actually just a little prickling.But to Feng Lingtian, these are all details, so don't pay too much attention to them.

Xie Wenxing was speechless after being pulled by him, and after Feng Lingtian calmed down a little, he asked along the way: "Then why did you come back so soon?"

Feng Lingtian was embarrassed: "Because he is about to take a bath."

Xie Wenxing was even more shocked: "Then you..."

"I really want to see it." Feng Lingtian said bluntly: "But I want to invite him to be a Taoist companion, not just a random plaything. So it is natural to ask for his opinion on this kind of thing."

Saying this, he himself seemed to be moved a lot by his devotion, and there was a sense of admiration in the eyes that looked forward.

Xie Wenxing became even more speechless.

Fortunately, Feng Lingtian was not intoxicated for too long, and after only one breath, he put away the idiotic smile on his face, coughed lightly, and brought the topic back to the right path: "But speaking of it, why are you in my room? inside?"

"Because Han Xiaozi came to the Demon Realm again."

Xie Wenxing said helplessly: "I didn't want to disturb your lord at first, but Zhang Jie and the others seem to be unable to stand him. You know that person, this..."

"I'll just go."

Feng Lingtian rubbed his forehead, got up, got out of bed, put on his clothes, raised his sword, opened the door and walked out.

The "Han Xiaozi" that Xie Wenxing was talking about was a so-called upright immortal. In terms of cultivation, in the realm of comprehension, it is not an exaggeration to say that one enemy is one thousand.

But the problem is that although this person is powerful, his temper seems to be sick. He clings to the saying that there is no good thing in the entire demon world, and he is determined to slaughter all the demon cultivators in the world.

But Dao is one foot tall and devil is ten feet tall, Han Xiaozi is obviously not Feng Lingtian's opponent.

But he is like those opponents of the Demon Realm, he is persistent and like a routine, he will come to the Demon Realm to wander around every now and then.

It was as if killing a few demon cultivators would make his life more brilliant.

"It's really sick."

Feng Lingtian spat in a low voice, and raised his eyes to look at the too abrupt golden light among the purple-black clouds.