Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Duan Lang knew about Mo Yuan's dog, so when he realized that he had fallen in love with him, he kept it carefully hidden from him, fearing that Mo Yuan would use this to blackmail him.

Unexpectedly, he found out about the secrets, and it was fine if he knew, but this guy even deliberately took a knife to slash his chest viciously.

OK!If he doesn't let him have a good time, then don't let him have a good time!

He slapped Mo Yuan's hand away, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips indiscriminately, stared at him with burning phoenix eyes, "Junior Brother, when you swallowed Tang Qingsi, you promised me one thing, do you remember?"

Mo Yuan rubbed the blood on his fingertips, the joy in the corners of his eyes and brows still lingered, "Remember."

Duan Lang sneered, "Okay. Then you can remove the imprint of my spiritual consciousness now."

Remove it, let's see if he doesn't kill this brat.

Mo Yuan's eyes darkened, but he didn't move.

He did agree, but it was just a stopgap measure at that time, he didn't want to lose control of Duan Lang so early.

Duan Lang gritted his teeth, his temples throbbing with anger, "You don't want to go back on your word, do you?"

The corners of Mo Yuan's thin lips twitched, and there was sarcasm in his eyes, "So what if you take it off? You have been caught in love, and the deeper the emotion, the stronger the poison. Sooner or later, the poison will spread all over your body and die." Death."

Duan Lang said: "That's my business. I'll just ask you, do you want to go?"

Mo Yuan sneered, "It's up to you. Relax your mind and let me in."

Duan Lang was not afraid of Mo Yuan's tricks, so he took a deep breath, closed his eyes slowly, and opened his sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Mou stared at him, twisted his consciousness into a thin thread, slowly probed into his sea of ​​consciousness, and then took back the strand of consciousness that was branded on the branch last time.

A tingling pleasure came from the nerve endings, and Duan Lang bit his lip hard to suppress the groan/groan in his throat.

After noticing Mo Yuan's retreat, he opened his eyes, grabbed his collar, and kissed him viciously.

Mo Yuan squinted his eyes, then let out a snort, and pried open Duan Lang's lips and teeth in a rebellious manner.

There was still a strong smell of blood in Duan Lang's mouth, and as his lips/tongue were touched, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, even to the point of nausea.

Mo Yuan finally realized something was wrong, his cold eyes darkened, he pinched Duan Lang by the back of the neck, trying to push him away.But Duan Lang saw through his intentions and hugged his neck tightly.

Duan Lang bit off the tip of his tongue, blood kept gushing out, he hugged Mo Yuan, his phoenix eyes were burning with desperate light, pouring hatred into his mouth.

He knew that dogs were afraid of his blood, so he fed him well and ate it to death.Eat to death, let's see how he abuses him.

Mo Yuan finally understood Duan Lang's intentions, and was angry and angry for a while, but the blood in his mouth was like water, pouring down his throat non-stop.

A savage light flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand, and struck Duan Lang's back ruthlessly with his palm.

Duan Lang's face turned pale, and a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat again.But he just refused to let go, and at the same time deliberately fed the vomited blood into Mo Yuan's mouth.

The blood that was too late to swallow slowly flowed from the corners of their lips.

Mo Yuan's face changed again and again, his eyes were dark and cold.He slowly raised his hand again, and put his palm on Duan Lang's lower abdomen.

The cold and cold demonic energy slowly swam in from the lower abdomen, and the familiar chill penetrated into his limbs like ice needles, torturing him fiercely.

Duan Lang went limp all over, let go of Mo Yuan, and slowly slipped to the ground, his face was as pale as a dead man, covered with a thin layer of frost.

Depend on.

This bitch used magic energy to deal with him again.

Mo Yuan wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips, his tyrannical face was covered with clouds, and his ink eyes were darker than the night.

"Duan Lang, you are really capable."

Duan Lang knew that Mo Yuan was extremely angry, otherwise he wouldn't have called him by his first name.

He sat up with difficulty, his thin body shivered from the icy cold, his bloodless lips trembled, "If you have the ability, you can kill me..."

Anyway, after 18 years, he will be a hero again.

The aura of madness and raging escaped from Mo Yuan's body, scarlet flashed in Mo Yuan's eyes, "You think I dare not?"

There was no pain in Duan Lang's whole body. The palm that Mo Yuan slapped on his back just now seemed to have shattered his internal organs, and it hurt with his breathing.

The chest is also hurting, the poison of lingering silk is getting deeper and deeper, and the cold air wandering in the body, piercing the cracks of the bones like ice needles.He breathed carefully, and said sarcastically, "Is there anything you, a big dog, dare not dare to do."

"It seems that you are not afraid of death." Mo Yuan's eyes were as scarlet as a beast, and his voice was cold, "Then I will destroy your Nascent Soul, cut off your limbs, and make you stay on the bed from now on. Be my prostitute. Don't worry, I will let you live a long life."

After he finished speaking, he slowly stretched out his hand towards Duan Lang.

Duan Lang's heart kept sinking, sinking to the bottom of the cold lake.He wanted to hide, but under Mo Yuan's coercion, he didn't even have the strength to curl his fingers.

He felt that Mo Yuan's hand had been pressed against his dantian, and the cold devilish energy formed a sharp blade, cutting open his flesh inch by inch, breaking open his dantian, and he could even feel the rustling of the newly formed Nascent Soul trembling.

He finally felt hopeless, his phoenix eyes filled with tears because of the pain, "You...you'd better kill me once or else this matter will never end..."

When he gets the chance, even if it means death, he will force the dog to death!If you can't kill it, you can also maim it!

Mo Yuan smiled coldly, and violence and sadism eroded his brows and eyes a little bit.

Just when Mo Yuan's hand was about to touch Duan Lang's Yuanying, a cold light suddenly hit his hand, and then a figure leaped to a stop and hugged Duan Lang horizontally.

Mo Yuan glanced at the back of the pierced hand, and looked coldly at the person who came.

Rong Zhi hugged Duan Lang, flew to the ground and stuffed a panacea into his mouth, then put his palm on his bleeding lower abdomen, his voice trembling slightly, "A-Lang, does it hurt?"

Duan Lang curled up in Rong Zhi's arms, shivering like a small animal.Seeing Rong Zhi looking at him worriedly, he forced a smile, "It's...not bad, no...it doesn't hurt..."

It's just a broken stomach, he has suffered from the more painful tiger's mouth and chest, this is a trivial matter at all...

No wonder!

He almost died of pain!

If Rong Zhi hadn't come, he would have exploded himself.

Rong Zhi's heart was almost broken, and his black eyes were full of self-blame and distress.

For 1000 years, regret burned his heart like a fire, reminding him every moment of how cruel and ruthless he had done to A Fulang.

Now that the past happened again, the dying A-Lang not only did not complain about the pain, but also comforted him with a smile, making him feel an urge to kill himself.

Why!

Why did I get A-Lang's love.

Why did such a good A-Lang suffer so much torture.

Killing intent surged in Mo Mo's eyes, but the movements of his hands became more gentle. He lowered his eyes and said softly to Duan Lang as if he were treating a treasure: "It's fine if it doesn't hurt. I'll take you back to the inn."

Duan Lang hummed, and closed his eyes tiredly.

Mo Yuan saw that Rong Zhi was about to leave with Duan Lang in his arms, his pupils shrank slightly, and he unceremoniously ejected a stream of devilish energy and shot at him, his voice was extremely cold and gloomy.

"What are you! Let him go!"

Rong Zhi gently turned his side, and the devilish energy disappeared, and he looked at him with the same cold eyes as Mo Yuan, "Sooner or later, you will regret it."

Like him, he is tormented day and night by the pain of regret and loss, and he will never be safe.

Mo Yuan's eyes froze, and he looked at Rong Zhi with more fear, but when he saw Duan Lang cuddling in his arms so obediently like a kitten, his fear turned into coldness and anger.

"Give him back to me, or don't blame me for being rude."

Rong Zhi turned a blind eye to his threats, hugged Duan Lang, and slowly turned around and walked towards the inn.

Mo Yuan was furious, and layers of devilish energy flew towards Rong Zhi like thick fog.Just before he got close to him, he was bounced back by his aura barrier, his chest swayed suddenly, and there was a strong fishy smell in his mouth.

"Keep a good look at your heart, or one day, you will lose him."

Mo Yuan's movements suddenly stopped, and seeing Rong Zhi's back going further and further away, an unprecedented panic rose in his heart.

What does this man know?Why is his tone so determined, as if... as if one day, he will really regret it.

The pain on Duan Lang's body has gradually disappeared, only his chest is still stabbed and stabbed.He quietly turned his head to glance at Mo Yuan who was standing there, and howled in a low voice, "You're a big dog, you deserve it."

Rong Zhi paused, then carried him forward as if nothing had happened, his hoarse voice trembling, "You...do you blame him?"

Duan Lang was very uncomfortable being hugged by Rong Zhi, but his whole body was weak, so he could only lean on his chest and said angrily: "Of course it's strange. That big dog really wants to kill me. But forget it Anyway, it’s not the first day I know he’s such a dog, I’m used to it.”

Rong Zhi paused suddenly, his expression mixed with joy and sadness, "A-Lang, I..."

It turned out that his A-Lang never blamed him.

Duan Lang was startled and terrified, "Fellow Daoist Rong, what's wrong with you? Have you ever met such a scumbag before?"

Otherwise, why would his eyes turn red when he said a word?

But if that's the case, it's really sad.

Rong Zhi closed his eyes in embarrassment, and the arm holding Duan Lang finally tightened involuntarily, his voice was soft like a whisper, "No. I...I just think of my Taoist companion...he once I also said the same thing as you..."

Duan Lang: "..."

It can't be seen that this friend of Rong Dao looks good, but he is also a scumbag.I just don’t know if it’s a fight with Mogoubi.

Before arriving at the inn, Duan Lang couldn't hold on anymore and fell into a coma.

The rain gradually stopped, and there was a pale belly in the east. Unknowingly, it was already dawn, and the town that was originally noisy with lights turned into a dead silence again.

Rong Zhi hugged Duan Lang and walked back to the inn step by step.He didn't go upstairs, but sat casually on the stone steps in front of the inn, stared at Duan Lang's sleeping face for a long time, finally couldn't suppress the desire in his heart, and planted a pious kiss on the corner of his lips.

Mo Yuan, who came back, just saw this scene, his eyes turned cold, and a terrifying aura emanated from his whole body.

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