Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Duan Lang was full of disgust, "You don't want to marry, and our Xiao Hei might not be willing to marry."

Feng Jiujiu exploded again, and the black hair all over his body stood on end, "Why doesn't it want to marry me!! With its stupid appearance, I marrying it is a blessing it can't ask for in nine lifetimes!"

It is the most beautiful bird in their family, with smooth feathers and colorful feathers. When it unfolds, it flashes bilingbillingly, which can stun the whole family of birds.

It is a broken snake, and it is not willing to marry it!Where did it get the courage from!

Aggrieved, Xiao Hei spat out the snake letter.

Duan Lang said slowly: "You mean you are willing to marry?"

Feng Jiu choked, and screamed, "You dare to bully me! You human monks are simply too bad."

Duan Lang also teased it casually, and his head would explode after being howled so much.

He grabbed Feng Jiujiu's wings and threw it out, "You are too stupid."

As the smartest bird in the whole family, Feng Jiujiu was called stupid for the first time, and she was so angry that she couldn't love it.

It couldn't beat Duan Lang, so it flapped its wings and flew up, pecking the little black head with its sharp beak.

"It's all your fault, you stupid snake."

Xiao Hei shrank his head, feeling even more aggrieved, and looked at Feng Jiujiu blankly and innocently.

The little black bird pecked it, why did it still look angry?It hurt so much from being pecked, and it didn't even get angry.

Didn't peck enough?Then let it peck a few more times, even if it hurts, it doesn't matter, as long as the little black bird is not angry.

Seeing Xiao Hei leaning his head towards it again, Feng Jiujiu was stunned, "What are you doing stupid?"

Duan Lang also looked at Xiao Hei strangely.

Xiao Hei stretched his head towards Feng Jiujiu's mouth again, because Feng Jiujiu was flying, it almost fell, but Duan Lang caught it in time.

Feng Jiujiu said speechlessly: "You don't want me to peck you again, do you?"

Xiao Hei blinked his eyes at it.

Duan Lang: "..."

Too shameful!

Never seen such a rush.

He really doesn't understand, Feng Jiujiu has such a bad temper, what does Xiao Hei like about it?

Seeing that it breathes fragrance and does not brush its teeth, does it look ugly with black hair all over its body?

But he is not qualified to teach Xiao Hei, because his eyes are as blind as it.

Thinking about it is also sad.

Soon, they came to the place where they met Feng Jiujiu last time.

Duan Lang looked around but didn't see Xiao Hui, so he asked Feng Jiujiu, "Didn't you say Xiao Hui is here? Why didn't you see it?"

As far as the eye can see, apart from a tree with a crooked neck that has withered for an unknown number of years and dilapidated walls, not to mention rat shadows, there are not even ghost shadows.

Feng Jiujiu rolled her eyes, "I don't know. I did see it here before, who knows where it went."

That ugly mouse is less likable than the idiot, and it doesn't even want to talk to it.Will know it is here, or because I accidentally saw it when passing by.

Duan Lang was about to use his spiritual sense to probe around, but he heard a noise from the crooked-neck tree in front, and then a small head emerged from the tree hole at the root.

The long beard around the mouth is up and down, who is it if it is not a treasure hunting mouse.

After getting out of the tree hole, the treasure hunter saw Duan Lang standing next to him at a glance, and said as if asking for credit: "Master, I found a hole below."

The big master has been going crazy all the time, and sucked Dahei almost into a snake. It was afraid of suffering, so it ran out of the room. It accidentally sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power here, and climbed down the tree hole.

Unexpectedly, there is nothing wrong with it below, and let it find something with aura.

The most indispensable thing in this comprehension world is the cave.

After Duan Lang finished listening, not only did his mood not fluctuate, he didn't even have the desire to take a look. He asked Treasure Mouse, "And then? What did you find?" Treasure Hunter rolled his eyes, "I didn't find anything. ..."

Duan Lang knew there was a ghost at a glance, "Really?"

After hearing what the treasure hunting mouse said, Feng Jiujiu was already like a small cannonball. She couldn't wait to rush into the tree hole, planning to go down and have a look.

Xiao Hei, who is a licking dog, also followed.

The treasure hunting mouse still wanted to be stubborn, but was glared at by Duan Lang, and reluctantly swallowed something from its mouth, "And... and this..."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Duan Lang with grievance, his eyes were very reluctant.

Duan Lang bent down and flicked the treasure hunting mouse's head. Seeing it covering its head with its small paws, he snorted and said, "You're smart."

He said, picking up the things on the ground.

It was a gilt bronze mirror, and the back was engraved with patterns of birds and phoenixes. It was very detailed, but it may have been corroded due to the age.

The front is covered with dirt mirror.

Even after wiping it clean, it looked foggy, and even the shadows of people could not be seen clearly.

"Alang."

Just as Duan Lang poked his divine sense in, someone called him from behind.He subconsciously turned around, only to see that everything in front of him was like a lake that had been thrown into a stone, with layers of ripples, and the entire space began to fluctuate and distort.

Through that layer of ripples, one could see Rong Zhi's suddenly changed face and Treasure Hunter's mouth open in shock.

No matter how dull he was, Duan Lang realized that something was wrong, and quickly took back his consciousness.

As soon as he took it back, the ripples disappeared without a trace, and everything around him returned to its original state.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a strong force came from his arm, pulling him over and hugging him into his arms.

The bridge of his nose hit the hard chest of the other party, and a soreness rushed into his eyes.

Duan Lang: "..."

What's the matter with this familiar feeling and familiar taste?

Rong Zhi still had lingering fears when he recalled the scene just now, he hugged Duan Lang tightly, and there was a hint of imperceptible panic in his voice, "What were you doing just now?"

Duan Lang's body was still tightly attached to Rong Zhi's, and the other's palm was firmly around his waist, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

He's a fag now, clinging to a man as tightly as a straight man clings to a woman.

What was even more frightening was that besides being uncomfortable, he actually found this feeling very familiar, as if he was hugging Mo Yuan.

hell!Could it be that his attribute is that he can't do anything?As long as he is handsome, it doesn't matter if he is Mo Yuan or not?

"Friend Daoist Rong, let me go first."

Rong Zhi closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, his expression had returned to calm.He slowly let go of Duan Lang, "Are you okay?"

Duan Lang murmured, and handed the mirror to Rong Zhi, "This thing seems a little strange. When I poke my consciousness into it, the space is distorted."

When Rong Zhi saw the mirror, a strange look flashed across his face, and he frowned slightly.

Duan Lang glanced at him, and said tentatively, "Fellow Daoist Rong, do you know this thing?"

Rong Zhi looked up at Duan Lang, his black eyes were like sinking seas, filled with many complicated emotions.

After a while, he lowered his eyelids, his voice was so light that no emotion could be heard, "I don't know either."

Duan Lang glanced at Rong Zhi, feeling that he was not telling the truth.He simply put away the mirror and said, "The treasure hunter said there is a hole under the tree, do you want to have a look?"

The treasure hunting mouse squeaked twice quickly to show its existence, "It's just under the tree."

As it said, it glanced at Rong Zhi cautiously, moved two steps towards Duan Lang, and hid behind him.

This white-haired man was so strange, it actually felt the aura of the great master from him.

Rong Zhi glanced at the treasure mouse lightly, "That hole is so small, I'm afraid you and I can't get in."

Duan Lang paused, and said with a smile: "What Fellow Daoist Rong said is true."

Just as he was talking, Feng Jiujiu emerged from the tree hole, and then Xiao Hei also crawled out.

As soon as he came out, Feng Jiujiu spat a few mouthfuls of ashes, "Ugly mouse, are you sick? There's nothing down there, let us go down and do it."

what? "

The treasure hunting mouse was not convinced, "I didn't say there was anything inside either."

Feng Jiujiu: "..."

It really didn't say it.

"Since there is nothing, let's go back." Duan Lang said, suddenly raised his head to look at Rong Zhi, and said unintentionally: "Fellow Daoist Rong, how did you get in?"

From here? "

Rong Zhi raised his head to look at Duan Lang, and saw that he was looking at him quietly, his bright phoenix eyes were extraordinarily sharp.

He licked the corners of his thin lips, "Is Ah Lang suspicious of me?"

The smile on the corner of Duan Lang's mouth remained unchanged, but his voice became a little colder, "Obviously Fellow Daoist Rong is hiding something from me."

Feng Jiujiu said that no one came to this place at all, and he and Mo Yuan were the only two living people it had seen in the past ten years.

But as soon as he and Mo Yuan arrived here, Rong Zhi followed him in. There is no such coincidence in the world.

And just now Rong Zhi didn't even look at the tree hole, but directly said that he couldn't get in, as if he had been there before.

Rong Zhi said that this place is called False Memory Realm, a small world derived from the memories of people and things.

Then can he doubt that Rong Zhi is actually that person, and this world is actually made by him.

Rong Zhi saw through Duan Lang's thoughts at a glance, "It's not me."

He just tried his best to send himself here just to meet him.Because only here, he and Mo Yuan can appear at the same time, and they are not affected by

The influence of the rules of heaven and earth.

Duan Lang looked at Rong Zhi suspiciously.

It's not that he doubts Rong Zhi, it's just that his behavior is so strange that he has to be suspicious.

He took out the mirror and handed it to Rong Zhi, "If it's not you, then it's this mirror, right?"

The three little ones sensed something was wrong, quickly fell silent, and looked at the two of them cautiously.

Rong Zhi's expression was painful and distorted for a moment. After a while, he closed his eyes and took the mirror over.

His finger joints are distinct, and the broken mirror is set off to look better.

Afterwards, he looked up at Duan Lang, his eyes darkened, "Ah Lang, I'll wait for you to come back."

Duan Lang felt an inexplicable pain in his chest, and he always felt that this sentence was very familiar, and he felt that he might have forgotten one thing, a very important thing.

But before he could ask, Rong Zhi shattered the mirror with spiritual energy.

Immediately, everything around him shattered like a shattered mirror.

Duan Lang subconsciously raised his head to look at Rong Zhi, only to find that his figure gradually turned into an illusion, disappearing together with the town in front of him.

The author has something to say

Today I don’t know why, I’ve been dizzy and brain-swollen. I’ve written this chapter for five or six hours, but the result is still not ideal. I feel that Rong Zhi’s exit is too hasty.