Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Duan Lang didn't know the conversation between Su Mei and the others, he followed Mo Yuan through the palace and stopped at a small building at the end.

The small building has four floors, and it is also made of black boulders. Under the cover of the dark sky, it looks extremely gloomy.

Seeing Mo Yuan wave his finger, Duan Lang threw a token over.

The token hit the door, causing a circle of ripples, and the heavy stone door creaked softly, and slowly opened.At the same time, a cool breath rushed out.

Duan Lang couldn't help shivering, took a step back, and stared nervously at the dark doorway.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but there seems to be something terrible staring at him in that room, which makes his back faintly shiver.

Mo Yuan took back the token, seeing Duan Lang standing motionless, a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

His senior brother who is an inexhaustible genius is Jianxiu, who has a clear distinction between love and hate, and hates evil like hatred, but at the same time, he is as cold as a rock, cold-hearted.

He will not be as timid and cowardly as the person in front of him.

If he hadn't seen him take out the Spirit Gathering Pill unique to the Canglan Immortal Sect and call out the Xingling Sword on the Black Lotus, he would still have suspected that Duan Lang had been taken away.

But if it wasn't for seizing the house, why would his personality change drastically, just like a different person.

Seeing Mo Yuan staring at him without blinking, Duan Lang thought he was threatening him, so he stepped forward and followed up resignedly.

As soon as the two entered, the door closed again.The whole room was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, like a tightly-sewn coffin.

At the same time, the terrible feeling of being stared at by something struck again.

Duan Lang's heart was beating like a drum, he couldn't help leaning against Mo Yuan, and asked: "Why is there no light source beads in this room, Junior Brother?"

Because of fear, he got very close, almost touching Mo Yuan.

Feeling the temperature coming from beside him, Mo Yuan furrowed his brows vigorously, and said in a dark voice, "The monster abyss is darker than here, haven't seniors felt it?"

Duan Lang recalled the experience of the monster abyss, his whole body froze, and his gnawed limbs began to ache.

He smiled stiffly and didn't dare to say another word.

There is no way, Mo Gou holds grudges too much, brings up the past at every turn, and looks like he is going to tear him apart, which makes him flustered.

Mo Yuan ignored Duan Lang and walked in.

He is very familiar with this place, even if there is no light, he can walk very smoothly.

Duan Lang's eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and upon seeing this, he hurriedly followed.

The two walked up the stairs in the corner to the second floor.

There are windows on the second floor, and the light comes in from there. Although it is still dim, it is not as dark as the first floor.

Duan Lang took advantage of this dim light to look around.

The room was very large, with a stone bed at the corner and a soft couch under the window.The soft couch was covered with fur, which looked soft and comfortable.In addition, there is a stone table in the middle.

These three pieces of furniture were placed in the whole room, nothing else.

It is completely inconsistent with the arrogant and extravagant life that Duan Lang imagined, and it can be called poor.

After entering, Mo Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed and began to adjust his breath, without any intention of caring about Duan Lang.

As a prisoner, Duan Lang really wanted to feel like a prisoner, but his body was tired and aching, so he finally complied with his inner desire and sat down on the soft couch.

I don't know what kind of fur is on the soft couch, it's as soft as a cloud, and when I sit down, my whole body is almost sunk in it.

At the beginning, Duan Lang was afraid of offending Mo Yuan, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, but when he saw that his eyes were closed all the time, he was so upset that he simply lay down on the bed.

Unexpectedly, lying down, I fell asleep unconsciously.

Mo Yuan, who was adjusting his breath, heard the sound of snoring, and opened his eyes in displeasure. When he saw Duan Lang who was sleeping soundly, his expression changed unpredictably.

It seems that his senior brother has not only changed his personality drastically, but also lost his mind.In his territory, he dared to fall asleep so calmly, did he think he really didn't dare to touch him?

But he really doesn't have time right now, all the energy of the seventh-order red python has been absorbed into his body.If he didn't refine it properly, his body would be broken again if he couldn't last the full moon.

By the time……

A gloomy look flashed between Mo Yuan's brows, and he closed his eyes again.

Duan Lang didn't know that he escaped unintentionally, and still slept soundly.

There was no dream all night, and when he woke up the next morning, he saw the dark roof and was confused for a moment.

But soon, his memory came back, and when he remembered what happened before, his face changed slightly, he sat up quickly, and looked towards the stone bed.

Mo Yuan still maintained the posture of last night, meditating motionlessly and adjusting his breath.His eyes were closed tightly, and his slender eyelashes cast a light shadow under the eyelids.

The light in the room was dim, but that face was like jade, glowing with lustrous light.

This dog is bad or bad, but it looks pretty good.

Duan Lang thought silently, relaxed his body instantly, and lay back on the soft couch.

He can't use his spiritual power now, and he can't meditate and adjust his breath like Mo Yuan, so he can only recover by sleeping.

Slow is a bit slow, but it is very comfortable to lie down.

But... not being able to use spiritual power is indeed a problem. After all, this is a dangerous world of demons. If you encounter the situation like yesterday, even nine lives will not be enough.

Duan Lang decided to sort out the memory of the original owner, and add some life-saving magic weapons to himself.

And this combing made him finally find out the reason why he couldn't use spiritual power.

In a word, it was all persecuted by the dog on the bed.

Yesterday, the cold air that Mo Yuan poured into his altar was actually demonic air.He is a cultivator, and if he is infected with demonic energy, it is almost as if he has been poisoned.And what's even more frightening is that the toxicity will gradually deepen as he uses his spiritual power.

When he was in the abyss of monsters, he felt that the Lingtai was getting more and more painful, and it was not his illusion, but real.

Mogou was uneasy and kind from the very beginning.

What kind of black-bellied and insidious peerless villain is this, and he is too good at torturing people.

And he, this kind little white flower, even tried to influence him with love!Probation ass!A villain like this should be chopped up and thrown into the crematorium.

Duan Lang, who wanted to understand everything, suddenly began to feel bad.He quickly crossed his knees and glanced inside at the Jindan at the Lingtai.

The original purple cloud-colored round beads now seem to be cracked, with streaks of black air entwined on them.

And that black energy belongs to Mo Yuan's demonic energy. To get rid of it, unless Mo Yuan himself sucked away the demonic energy, or a monk above Yuan Ying used spiritual power to temper the beads for him.

It's not realistic to let Mo Yuan suck it away.

It is even more unrealistic for someone to help him harden the beads.Because Quenzhu not only consumes energy and spiritual power, but also has a high probability of being backlashed and entangled by demonic energy.

That ending...don't be too miserable!

It seems that I still have to rely on Mogou, but I don't know how to make him let me go.