The male protagonist is always so crooked when he is cute

Mo Nanke felt his head hurt.He began to doubt his purpose of traveling back.

Nima, is it just to make uncle work overtime to fill in the hole by chopping uncle into scum and throwing it back?Sure enough, there is no policy in this society that can resist overtime, right? !Then your sister's uncle is in ecstasy every day, drunk, dreaming, dying, wanting to die because of Mao! ! !

After all, it's the first time to be born and the second time to be acquainted. During this time travel, Mo Nanke even distracted himself to experience the feeling of suddenly falling caused by time travel.After a long period of falling, he suddenly felt that he had touched the essence.

The eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties. Mo Nanke tried hard to open them, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't open them.

#This episode I seem to have seen#

#剧情君 You really have nothing new. #

The scene was exactly the same as the first time through, Mo Nanke silently complained about the laziness of the plot master, and instead calmly felt the direction of the spiritual power in his body.

The body struck by the lightning hasn't been scrapped yet, has it?Mo Nanke was still very worried about this.He has returned to his original world for three full years, but he has not forgotten the matter of manipulating spiritual power. He has been the ancestor of Qingxiao for hundreds of years, and he has raised his cultivation level from the tribulation stage to the Mahayana stage. Lei's Mo Nanke is as natural about manipulating spiritual power as eating and drinking.

Meditating to feel the spiritual power in his body, Mo Nanke was horrified to find that there was very, very little spiritual power in his body.

——It is indeed pitifully small, the meager spiritual power in his body now is the one that he drew into his body when he was meditating just now.

Mo Nanke's first reaction was that he had transmigrated into another body, but after a closer look, he didn't feel like it.Although there is no spiritual power in his body now, his tendons are wide and smooth, and his inner mansion is as deep as the sea. It doesn't look like a body that has never cultivated immortality.

Fuck!Please don't play tricks on me! ! !Uncle is getting old and can't stand the stimulation anymore, Kuai came to tell Uncle what the hell is this now?Mo Nanke was startled suddenly, and after being so frightened, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Mo Nanke was stunned by the scene in front of him.He was lying on his back, and the softness under his body was very comfortable.But what is that thing on the top of the head?The valuable spirit stones were finely ground into powder, and someone dipped in these expensive powders to draw a huge formation. There is no doubt that Mo Nanke was lying in the middle of the formation.

Could it be that he has become some kind of monster through time travel?Sitting up hastily, Mo Nanke examined his whole body.There was no mirror, so Mo Nanke could only raise his hand to touch his face.The skin on his face was still soft and cold, but what made Mo Nanke depressed was that when he raised his hand, he could feel a circle of ice around his wrist.

It was a transparent chain, loosely tied to his wrist, and extremely slender, if not for his actions just now, it would be difficult for him to detect it.

His face darkened.After all, he has traveled through time once, hundreds of years have not been wasted, and he still knows a little about some rare treasures in this world, Mo Nanke.He could tell at a glance that what was tied to his wrist now was the extremely rare Qingyunshang Ice Iron.Ice iron is produced in the bitter cold south of Qingyun Mountain. Pig iron is no different from ordinary iron, but once refined by secret methods, it will remove the impurities in the iron and become molten iron as clear as ice.

Molten iron is very easy to shape when it flows, and it seems docile. A monk with a fire spirit root can even put spiritual power on his palm and shape it directly.But once it cools down, even the ancestors of the Mahayana period cannot break it.Therefore, in the entire world of cultivating immortals, Qingyun Mountain's ice iron is a rare treasure that cannot be found. The entire Qingyun Mountain can only get about a catty of pig iron in a hundred years, and only a few taels can eventually become ice iron.

And Mo Nanke observed the two iron chains on his wrists. They were long enough for him to move freely in this cave, but he couldn't get out of the cave.

Looking up again at the glowing formation above his head, Mo Nanke really wanted to kneel down to the owner of this cave.The ten-direction demon-subduing formation was the formation used by the immortals to suppress the entire demon clan. This formation and the seal of Cangshan trapped the demon clan for many years.

Mo Nanke was about to burst into tears. Damn, if this is a miniature version of a simple version of a horse, it would be worthy of uncle.Are you really a man to use the original formation that suppressed the entire demon clan to deal with uncle alone?What's more, there are those two gadgets on the wrist, so I am so afraid that my uncle will run away, run away, run away! ! !

After wiping away the noodle tears that didn't exist, Mo Nanke had an ominous premonition - no... Uncle time travel has become the stuff of the demon king, right?

This idea made Mo Nanke clever, and quickly mobilized a little bit of spiritual power in his body to condense a water mirror.Because of the thinness of spiritual power, the water mirror he condensed was not clear, but it was enough for Mo Nanke.

The face of the man in the mirror was cold and inviolable.The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were as cold as ice, and the corners of his tightly pursed mouth set off his slightly harsh eyebrows and eyes, which made people want to worship.

The appearance is the same as that of the ancestor Qingxiao back then, the only subtle difference is that there is a tear mole in the corner of the left eye.This mole of tears hung in the corner of his eyes, adding a soft and even monstrous temperament to him.Mo Nanke stretched out his hand and gently touched the man in the water mirror, suddenly he was in a trance for a moment.

who is thisAncestor Qingxiao of the Supreme Sect?Touching the tear mole at the corner of his eye with his fingers, Mo Nanke denied this idea.And just when he was lost in thought, there was a sudden commotion outside the cave.

Mo Nanke didn't have much spiritual power in his body at the moment, and there were many restrictions inside the cave, so he couldn't hear the situation outside the cave clearly.

Closing his eyes blocked his other senses and amplified his hearing infinitely. Mo Nanke only heard the sound of fighting.

Mo Nanke closed his eyes and listened carefully. First, there was the sound of a knife cutting through the air.Then, there was the sound of iron weapons clashing.Finally, there was a dull sound after something fell to the ground.

"Hiss..." With a gasp, another heavy object also fell to the ground.

Mo Nanke listened carefully, but there was no movement outside for a long time, only the sound of two people panting heavily could be heard vaguely.

#Did the two people outside have a fling? #

Mo Nanke was embarrassed by the sometimes heavy and sometimes delicate panting, and just when he suspected that the two people outside were engaging in some discordant movement, a strange male voice finally sounded.

"Damn it, the two of us have come to this point in our competition." The long knife was inserted into the ground, and the man stood up with some effort.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the man was walking towards his cave, and Mo Nanke couldn't help but tense his muscles.He still remembered that this was not the society ruled by law he was in, but the cultivation world where the weak preyed on the strong. After losing all his spiritual power, any disturbance made him nervous.

"Don't go any further, didn't you forget the lesson from last time?" Another male voice was panting, obviously the fight just now cost him a lot of energy.And it's not hard to hear that his cultivation is probably a little worse than the one just now.

He was panting heavily, but Mo Nanke still felt a little familiar in his heart.Mo Nanke thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember who it was.

The first male voice sneered a little embarrassingly, swiped the long knife on the ground in front of the cave a few times, and then said contemptuously, "Bah, it's just a cauldron, why is it so precious? Wang really... "

The next words were interrupted by a horizontal knife, the man quickly raised his hand to pick it up, the metal collided and made a piercing sound, and the two hit harder and harder, unexpectedly they hit far away like this.

But it's just a cauldron.

It's just a cauldron.

It's just a cauldron.

It's just a cauldron.

That's it.

The.

Mo Nanke only felt that his eyes were dark, I'm going.Can anyone tell Uncle what happened? !After how many years has he traveled, even if Patriarch Qingxiao died, but is it really good to turn a person who looks like Patriarch Qingxiao into a magical horse? ! ! !Could it be that those little heartless gangsters of the Supreme Sect didn't tear this person up? ! !

Shen Huaian, you unworthy apprentice! ! !I love you so much for my teacher~

Lying on the soft mattress, Mo Nanke almost shed tears of sympathy for himself.

Is there an author more unlucky than him in this world?Dig a hole and then cross over, cross over after crossing, at least you wear the golden thighs of your hero, cough, although it took almost 20 years to find out that the guy who used to tug on his sleeve and act like a baby was a domineering one male lead.

It's hard to raise children and raise children, and it's hard to poop and piss (not) pull up my real male lead intermittent bear child, and he will be smashed into slag with a click.

After finally accepting that I have traveled back, and may never see my little apprentice again for the rest of my life, I am filling in the hole and I am wearing it again.

Even if Mo Nanke can endure that weird way of time-traveling, even if Mo Nanke can endure the way of falling to the ground without opening his eyes, it doesn't mean that he can accept that once he crosses over, he becomes someone else's prisoner. Ding Furnace.

Mr. Drama, your mother exploded.

Silently raised a middle finger in his heart, as long as Mo Nanke remembered that his body might have been "used" by other inexplicable men, the hairs all over his body would stand on end.Uncomfortably twisting a few times on the bed, only the sound of the chains on his wrists colliding with each other remained in the huge cave.

At this time, there was a sudden sound from the entrance of the cave, and after a while, there was a sound like broken glass.

step.two steps.three steps.

Some heavy footsteps sounded, and they were slowly but firmly approaching Mo Nanke.

Mo Nanke heard someone coming in, but he still kept lying down, and was not in a hurry to see who it was.Now he doesn't have the cultivation level of ancestor Qingxiao that people look up to, but after all, he still retains all the strength of ancestor Qingxiao.He didn't know who the person who came was, but self-disruption and the like didn't fit Patriarch Qingxiao's personality.

——At this point, Mo Nanke insisted on the character design abnormally.Because he is really afraid, now his face is completely changed, the world is different, if he can't even keep his character, how will his little apprentice recognize him in the vast crowd?If even Shen Huaian didn't recognize him, then why did he, Mo Nanke, come back?

four steps.five steps.six steps.

That person came to Mo Nanke's bed.The sunlight that came with him came suddenly. Mo Nanke raised his arms subconsciously, and the long sleeves covered him from the glare of the sunlight, and also covered his expression.

"Who are you?" the visitor asked.His voice was as calm as stagnant water. When he asked this sentence, there was no expectation or joy, only exhaustion and disgust.

So indifferent.

Mo Nanke was suddenly startled by the familiar voice.He quickly moved away the wide sleeves that blocked the sun, and the person in front of him stunned him.

Black clothes and white hair, he is totally different from the past, but no matter how he changes, how can Mo Nanke not know him?

Shen!Huai!install!