The male protagonist is always so crooked when he is cute

When Mo Zhunan woke up, he was already in a mess.

His snow-white clothes were covered with mud, and mud mixed with rotting leaves and dead branches fell from his hair.Mo Zhunan lay on the wet and cold ground, and it took him a long time to regain a trace of clarity.

Heaven favors, the rest of the life after the catastrophe.

At the moment when the underground palace was shaking, he thought he was going to die.But he is not reconciled, he has just embarked on the immortal journey, has not climbed to the peak, has not become a master, how can he be willing to fall in such a cold and cold place?Desperately absorbing the thin spiritual power, Mo Zhunan was ready to give it a go.

Just as he was crazily absorbing the spiritual power around him, a cool feeling spread from his brows to his lungs. He only felt that he had obtained infinite power, and his limbs were infected by the mud of the Forbidden Zebra just now. The soreness also faded instantly.

In the middle of nowhere, he heard an old voice ringing in his ears, that person said to him: "Live up to the common people, live up to the law of heaven."

The deep voice shocked Mo Zhunan, and subconsciously followed him and said: "I will live up to the common people, and the way of heaven will live up to me."

Then, when his eyes went dark, he lost all consciousness.The last sight before Mo Zhunan closed his eyes was the collapsed underground palace.The briefly dazzling palace that had been dusty for thousands of years was finally turned into fly ash, and annihilated along with that period of the past that was far, far away.

Is this considered saved?Mo Zhunan lay on the wet and cold ground, looking at the blue sky and asking himself.He raised his hand to cover the hot sun, feeling the abundant spiritual power in the inner mansion, Mo Zhunan laughed softly.

A blessing in disguise.The biggest secret of Mo Zhunan these years is that he is not the so-called single fire root, or he is not a pure water spirit root, but the biggest trump card he hides is—his inner palace. Wearing a mutated thunder root.When he first entered the sect, because the thunder root was too weak, under the edge of the fire root in his inner palace, ordinary methods could not detect it at all.

And after absorbing that strange true energy, the spiritual root in his inner mansion unexpectedly grew rapidly, and absorbed the originally strong fire spiritual root.Now after this catastrophe, he has become a well-deserved mutated single spirit root, and he has the same excellent qualifications as the ancestor Qingxiao back then.

#天道 You gave your son a golden finger, really!No!want!Face! #

If Mo Nanke were here now, he would definitely complain like this.However, such an illogical and innovative method, which was obviously a rote method of opening the cheat, Mo Zhunan actually accepted it without the slightest hesitation.

To use the formula of Stallion, the male protagonist who secretly opened the golden finger would naturally not hide it peacefully.Mo Zhunan, as a little monk who survived the catastrophe just now, has not forgotten the reason why he worked so hard to enter the demon world.

The long sword forgets the soul, the sword of the immortal emperor.There is no disadvantage in slaying demons and demons. There are sword spirits, slashing demons, and destroying demon barriers, which can assist in cultivation.And it was because of the sword used by the Immortal Emperor that Mo Zhunan tried his best to make these troubles.

He forgot where he saw the record about this long sword, but there seemed to be a voice telling him repeatedly that the sword should be his, those adventures should be his, and those who stood at the peak and became myths were rejected. The glory that thousands adore should be his.

Rubbing his slightly swollen face, Mo Zhunan sneered, carefully remembering the breath of the Wanghun Sword remaining on his fingertips, then tidied up his messy clothes, and threw several Bichen Jue, just turned around and walked out of the Forbidden City.

Although Mo Zhunan was full of ambition and self-satisfied, he was not arrogant.This is the territory of the monster clan. Although a small part of the monster clan has been domesticated by monks, there are many masters among them.Wearing white clothes and scurrying about in the Yaozu territory in broad daylight, at least with his current cultivation level, he can't achieve it.

He took out the black clothes from the storage space and put them on his body, and then Mo Zhunan's whole body seemed to disappear out of thin air. Not only could he not be seen, but even a trace of his spiritual power had not leaked out.This is the magic weapon given to him by the suzerain when he left the sect. Although it has no attack effect, it is still very effective in covering his whereabouts.

After preparing all these, Mo Zhunan walked towards the demon palace.

After the last meeting with Mo Nanke at Cangshan Barrier, Mo Zhunan was surprised to find that he was naturally sensitive to Mo Nanke's breath.Maybe it's really because of the blood connection (not), no matter where Mo Nanke is or how far away he is, he can always feel Mo Nanke's breath.

What's even more strange is that the farther away Mo Nanke is from him, the clearer his feeling will be, but if Mo Nanke is close in front of his eyes, he can't feel anything.

Feeling it quietly, Mo Zhunan found that Mo Nanke did not leave the Yaozu, but lived in the palace of the Yaozu.

Frowning slightly, Mo Zhunan always felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.Has Patriarch Qingxiao, who used to exist like a monk leader, fallen into the company of demons now?That trace of displeasure flashed through Mo Zhunan's heart so quickly that he didn't have time to speculate on the changes in his mind.

He saw Mo Nanke put the Forgetting Soul Sword into the space.Others may not be able to see it now, but Mo Zhunan has already seen that Mo Nanke's cultivation has not fully recovered, but even so, how much chance will he have in winning against Mo Nanke?

Mo Zhunan hesitated in his heart, but his steps were not slow.Reason told him he should get out of here and make a long-term plan.However, there was always a voice in his ear urging him, saying to him repeatedly: "You only have this chance, next time you will never have the chance to get back the Forgotten Soul Sword."

Mo Zhunan listened carefully to that voice, and unexpectedly realized that it was the voice that rang in his ears when the real energy entered his body just now.

Presumably, it wouldn't hurt him, would it?Although I don't know its purpose.Mo Nanke walked quickly, and searched one by one in the houses in the demon palace.

The population of the Yaozu is small, and there is only one king and one queen in all dynasties, and there are very few concubines.But the demon palace is very large, with a total of 330 three palaces, surrounded by layers, and the rooms of the demon king and demon queen are in the very center.Mo Zhunan searched from the outside. He moved quickly, avoiding the eyes and ears of the patrolling monster soldiers, and quickly searched the three palaces of 330 almost completely.

The last two are left.

In front of Mo Zhunan were two side-by-side palaces, obviously one was the residence of the Demon King and Demon Queen, while the other lived in Mo Nanke.The demon clan respects the right, so the demon king and queen naturally live on the right. No matter how noble Mo Nanke is, he is still a guest and needs to live in the palace on the left.

Mo Zhunan didn't hesitate any longer, but cautiously chose to lie dormant not far from the palace on the left.Although he has cleansed his spiritual root now, it is unknown if he can deal with the ancestor Qingxiao who has not fully recovered. If he encounters the demon again, then he will definitely die.

Mo Zhunan knew that Shen Huaian must have lived with Patriarch Qingxiao last night.Because he has searched all over the other palaces, but there is no trace of living there, so Shen Huai'an may not be living with the Demon King and Demon Queen, right?

Thinking of this, Mo Zhunan couldn't help snorting.In the past, the disciples of ancestor Qingxiao who closed the door, and now they are doing such a deed of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors. Is it true that others can't see his thoughts of overreaching his master?Poor people like Patriarch Qingxiao, to be deceived so far by this scoundrel.

Sure enough, as he expected, Mo Zhunan hadn't been lurking for long, and Shen Huaian hurriedly left the palace, but Patriarch Qingxiao didn't follow him, listening to the movement in the room, it seemed that the man hadn't got up.

Mo Zhunan hesitated for a moment, but quickly entered the room.Shen Huaian was in a hurry just now, and he must be back soon. If he wants to get the Wanghun Sword, he doesn't have much time.

Mo Zhunan quickly entered the room.

The coercion of the Forgetting Soul Sword became heavier and heavier, and the trembling deep in his bones made Mo Zhunan a little excited. He took two heavy breaths and forced himself to calm down his violent heartbeat.

Mo Zhunan suddenly understood what the true energy that entered his body was.That should be the aura of heaven and earth left over from the prehistoric, because the aura of heaven and earth and the Wanghun sword belong to the prehistoric, so they are so sensitive to the pressure of the Wanghun sword.

The suzerain once said that he was extremely talented and lucky, and he always only took it as a compliment.But now at this point, he and a hundred or eighty monks in the fusion period entered the Forbidden City, but he was the only one who survived, and obtained the aura of heaven and earth and the Forgotten Soul Sword that sensed the Immortal Emperor.As Mo Zhunan walked step by step, he felt lucky.

Perhaps, this is what the suzerain called luck.

Searching for the Wanghun Sword in the room, Mo Zhunan unexpectedly found the baby lying on the bed.

——It is indeed the appearance of an eight or nine-month-old baby, not the two or three-year-old appearance that Shen Huai'an saw at the beginning.The mouthful of demonic energy that the apprentice brother fed into Shihuhu was of course well intentioned, but the seal of the Wanghun Sword was not completely released, and he stopped when he sensed that the master's true energy was weak, but Shen Huai'an's pure mouthful After the breath was fed in, Wanghunjian mistakenly thought that the master had recovered, so he opened it again and absorbed a lot of true energy by himself.

This also directly caused Mo Nanke to degenerate from a naive child who could barely walk to a baby.

Fortunately, Mo Nanke covered him with a quilt before he left. Mo Nanke's small hands and fat legs tucked into the quilt obediently, so as not to be frozen. After being absorbed by the Wanghun Sword, Mo Nanke Nan Ke yawned a little, blinked his eyes slowly, finally overwhelmed by sleepiness, fell asleep for the first time ever.

#Laozhi looks like a steamed stuffed bun now, do you feel swollen when you return to the cage after sleeping for a while?No, come and bite me, hum╭(╯^╰)╮#

After getting smaller, Master Master, who seemed to automatically unlock the Tsundere attribute, just fell asleep without any psychological pressure.With his current appearance of small arms and legs, it would have turned into a floating cloud long ago, no matter what people said, right?In this case, he doesn't have to embarrass himself, so he should sleep for a while.

What Mo Zhunan saw was Mo Nanke who was curled up in the blanket and fell asleep.

The baby appeared so abruptly.Before this, Mo Zhunan had heard that Wang Xin of the Yaozu had gotten a little prince, but the Yaozu was born to grow slowly, even if the son of the Yaowang wanted to transform, he would have to wait 50 years before he could.So this one in front of him couldn't possibly be the prince of the monster clan.

Mo Zhunan was thinking a lot, and a very absurd idea rose from his mind.

Stretching out a finger to poke the baby's sleeping pink and moist face, Mo Zhunan deeply doubts whether this child is... Patriarch Qingxiao?

Surprised by his own thoughts, Mo Zhunan stretched out his finger and poked the little baby's face more presumptuously, and even pinched it lightly, so that a red mark appeared on his already tender face. .

But the next moment, Mo Zhunan denied his idea.There was a little bit of wetness in between, and Mo Zhunan found out with a dark face... the little thing on the bed was drooling because his face was pulled.

Rubbing the drool on his fingers with some disgust, Mo Zhunan was completely sure that this is not the ancestor of Qingxiao - the ancestor of Qingxiao is drooling like a child, I am afraid that if it spreads out, a lot of people's jaws will be shocked ?

But who is this child?He was raised carefully in the demon clan's territory, and even spent a night in the same room with the demon.

It is extremely suspicious.

At this moment, Mo Zhunan heard a burst of light and quick footsteps.Shen Huaian has returned!

Mo Zhunan didn't find the Forgetting Soul Sword, but Mo Zhunan didn't intend to return empty-handed.The baby lying on the bed was too suspicious, but it was human through and through.Without even thinking about it, Mo Zhunan picked up the baby on the bed, and quickly rushed out of the window.

"Master, let's go." While speaking, Shen Huaian pushed open the door of the room where he lived last night. The door was facing the big bed, but the scene on the bed made Shen Huaian's eyes widen for a moment.Pupils narrowed dangerously, Shen Huai'an blinked once, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were filled with scarlet.

The bed was empty.