Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Look at him, a man who is knowledgeable about current affairs is a hero, knowing that he can't beat the big devil, he is soft every day.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning his head to glance at Mo Yuan.

The cold white light from the light source beads fell on Mo Yuan's face, making his skin look even more porcelain white, with a cold chill.

Thick eyebrows are like swords, flying obliquely into the temples, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are thin.

Duan Lang heard that people with thin lips are ruthless, and felt that Mo Yuan just answered this sentence.

I just don't know if the end will be miserable if I fall in love with a fickle person.

Mo Yuan noticed Duan Lang's gaze, raised his eyelids, and looked at him coldly, "What are you looking at, senior brother?"

Duan Lang lowered his eyes to hide the complicated emotions, "Look at Junior Brother." After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes after a pause, and looked at Mo Yuan with a smile, "Junior Brother doesn't seem to be worried at all."

Mo Yuan's heart felt as if he had been hit by something, and the strange feeling made his eyebrows twitch slightly.

In his memory, his senior brother was a cold and aloof person, even if he smiled, the smile was shallow and fleeting.It is rare for someone to smile so heartily at him like now.

But since the reunion, the person in front of him has indeed become a little different.

He collected his thoughts, and replied coldly: "Aren't senior brothers not worried?"

Duan Lang blinked lightly, "I'm not worried because I have a junior, I believe my junior will be able to take me out of here."

He was good-looking, with a pair of phoenix eyes that shone brightly, and when he did this action, there seemed to be infinite waves in his phoenix eyes.

Mo Yuan realized that he had been seduced/tempted, and now he actually had the urge to press the person in front of him onto the bed and rape/violently.

The magic sense in his body sensed his thoughts, and he became restless, and the red lines on his face began to twist and appear.

Duan Lang was taken aback, and suddenly regretted deliberately teasing the person in front of him.

In case the entire demonic nature becomes violent, he will be the one who suffers.

No, no, he's still going to be cowardly.

He stood up pretending to be calm, and strode towards the door, "Junior brother, I'll go outside and see if I can find anything."

Mo Yuan watched Duan Lang's departure, his pair of black eyes were as cold and deep as a cold pool, and the bloody red light appeared and disappeared from time to time.

It wasn't until the door was closed that there was a light slap, and he closed his eyes forcefully, as if regaining consciousness, his eyes were full of tyrannical coldness.

why?

Why all of a sudden, Duan Lang was able to stimulate the demonic nature in his body?Obviously his killing intent towards him has faded.

Or did he gradually develop a desire to rape/possess this person because of having sex with him many times?

Duan Lang walked all the way outside the inn, patted his chest hard, and turned his head to glance at the stairs.

The big demon king's eyes just now were too scary, he thought he would be torn apart.

Next time, be more reserved and don't tease casually. After all, a man with two legs is easy to find, and if he loses his life, it won't be worth it.

It was still raining outside, and the patter of rain wet the ground, and there was an earthy smell in the air.The whole town was dark, as silent as a tomb.

Duan Lang shivered, and hurried back to the inn.

At this moment, a flattering voice suddenly sounded from behind him, "Come in, please come in, it's raining outside, so don't get you wet."

Duan Lang froze suddenly, and after a while, he turned his head tremblingly.

I saw that the dark and dilapidated inn seemed to be magically cast, and it came back to life.The dilapidated house became clean, and dim and warm lights filled the entire hall.

The dishes on the table were steaming hot in the early morning, and the guests sitting in twos and threes, some were drinking, some were chatting, all looked like fireworks in the world.

Standing behind him was a young man with a white scarf on his shoulders, looking at him with a flattering smile.

Duan Lang was startled, and subconsciously took a step back, but he didn't realize that there were steps under his feet, and he almost fell down with a thought.

Xiao Er reached out to support Duan Lang.

His hand passed through Duan Lang's arm like a phantom, but he didn't notice it at all, and still smiled and said: "Guests, be careful, the road is slippery when it rains, and you should fall carefully."

Duan Lang stared at Xiao Er with wide eyes, then at the hand that was holding him, swallowed hard, closed his eyes and started to yell, "Mo Yuan, help! There is a ghost!"

The upstairs window was opened, Mo Yuan stepped on the window chess, jumped down from the second floor, looked at the terrified Duan Lang, and frowned, "What's your name?"

Duan Lang was slippery, hiding behind Mo Yuan, staring nervously at the surprised Xiao Er, and the fear was almost crying. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh It’s false. We met a ghost, we really met a ghost.”

Mo Yuan glanced coldly at the empty and gloomy inn, and frowned, "What little girl? Duan Lang, why are you so mad?"

Duan Lang tremblingly pointed to the place where Xiao Er was standing, "It's just... right there, you... can't you see it?"

Mo Yuan was about to say nothing, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and the whole scene changed drastically like a curtain that had been replaced by someone.

He looked at Xiao Er in front of him, and cursed softly, "Damn it."

Seeing Mo Yuan, Xiao Er continued to smile and said, "There is another guest here. Is this guest's friend? Are the two guests going to be a top student or staying in the hotel? Our Ruyi Inn is well-known in Yinjia Town. Bully, guest officer, please rest assured to check in."

Duan Lang was trembling, almost going crazy, he quickly pulled Mo Yuan's sleeve, "Junior Junior Brother, let's get out of here first."

Live in a ghost shop?He is not crazy!Who knows if the Xiao Er in front of him will drag him into hell with him, or take a fancy to his handsome and extraordinary beauty, and go directly to his body, using his dead body to revive his soul.

Mo Yuan tilted his head, glanced at Duan Lang who was hiding behind him with a pale face, and said coldly, "Where are you going?"

Duan Lang just wanted to say anywhere, but when he looked up, he saw a patch of lights.

Unknowingly, the whole town came alive just like the inn in front of me.

Pedestrians shuttled back and forth on the deserted street, food vendors kept yelling, occasionally a girl passing by saw him and Mo Yuan, all of them blushed and ran away shyly.

real!hell!

Mo Yuan noticed this change earlier than Duan Lang. He grabbed Duan Lang's wrist, dragged him out from behind, and walked down the street, "Go and see."

Duan Lang 1 didn't want to go, but the inn in front of him was even weirder.He leaned against Mo Yuan, his legs were trembling, and he looked around in panic.

Mo Yuan glanced at him, his eyes paused on his pale face, and he frowned, "What are you afraid of?"

Duan Lang carefully avoided an old woman who was walking towards him, and tremblingly said: "Are you afraid of ghosts, you... aren't you afraid?"

When he was a child, his father often went crazy. In order not to disturb him, his mother let him sleep in a room alone.

Even with the lights on, he was still terrified.Especially when his father went crazy, the hysterical roar always made him feel that there were many man-eating ghosts protruding from the room.

He could only hide in the bed and cover his head with the quilt.

Mo Yuan sneered, "There's nothing to be afraid of ghosts. Compared to ghosts, aren't the most terrifying people those who have ghosts in their hearts?"

Duan Lang: "..."

What should I do if I suddenly feel that what he said is very reasonable?But it still feels scary.

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