Floating like a dream · Chasing the heart

I saw a person standing in front of me, tall and straight, with black hair like satin, hair flying, with the faint white moonlight on his back, looking down at his feet, with tall phoenix eyes, cold and disdainful eyes, who is not Cangwu!

Mo Lan secretly cursed for bad luck, seeing Cang Wu staring at the wine urn at his feet, thinking for a while but didn't seem to notice himself after the transformation, he gritted his teeth and didn't move.

Probably because he suddenly saw a wine urn, and was aroused to drink. Cangwu looked at it for a while, then suddenly bent over and picked up the wine urn, held it in front of him and shook it gently twice.

Of course there was not a drop of wine left in the urn, so Cang Wu raised the urn to his nose and smelled it, the aroma of the wine was still there.I don’t know if it’s a pity that I picked up something empty or something, sighed, Cangwu lowered his hands, stood there for a while, then lifted his toga with one hand, and sat down cross-legged...

Mo Lan was stunned for a moment unexpectedly, thinking: He wouldn't recognize me, would he?No, if you recognize me, why don't you make a sound?Then why did he sit down suddenly?Too drunk to move your legs?I don't seem to have heard that he loves to drink... Where is he looking?Are you looking at me?Eyes so wide, are you really looking at me?

Mo Lan suddenly trembled, and at this moment Cang Wu suddenly stretched out his hand, expressionless, precise, and not gentle at all, and squeezed his... neck, forehead, Uprooted······

Mo Lan no longer doubted that Cang Wu had definitely recognized him, and since he had been seen through, he didn't bother to pretend, turned back into his original body, patted his ass and left.What's annoying is that he can't change back!

Cangwu conjured a thin bright red rope out of nowhere, like a bell around the dog's neck, and wrapped the rope around his neck without saying hello.After finishing the set, he fiddled with the delicate and charming buddy very carefully and admired it for a long time.Mo Lan stared at the dog rope around his neck gradually fading away, covering the traces, and really wanted to ask "What the hell is this?", but Cang Wu didn't know what kind of magic he had cast, not only fixed him, but also Forbid him to speak.

Mo Lan couldn't make a sound, but Cang Wu didn't waste his time talking, lifted him to his eyes, and said, "I've been looking for you for a long time."

For the past two days, Mo Lan has been avoiding Cang Wu, fearing that Cang Wu would kill him again and ask that terrible question, but he caught him straight away, and he was really persistent.Mo Lan didn't know what result he wanted, whether to mock him for overreaching, or chop him up to show his determination.

If it is really unbearable to be taken advantage of, shouldn't it be bitten by a dog?

Mo Lan suddenly missed his machete...

Cang Wu said: "Tomorrow I will go down to earth, and I will come back in about three to five days. I will come to you again at that time, and I hope to hear your reply at that time."

Down to earth?do what?

Isn't this guy always doing nothing, more boring than him?Could it be that some evil fruit was planted in the mortal world a long time ago, and it needs to be dealt with aftermath?

As far as Mo Lan knew, Cang Wu had never descended to the realm for thousands of years, so he ran to the mortal world on a whim hundreds of years ago, and since then he has been slamming at the gate of Yuyao Palace without going out. Nothing could be imagined that would induce this exception.

Mo Lan didn't even bother to explore, so he tried his best to break free from the restraints, but he couldn't succeed after struggling all night, so Cang Wu tucked it in his sleeve and wobbled all the way back.

Yes, it was taken back to Yuyao Hall.

Cangwu didn't know what his plan was, so he blatantly took an unfriendly man home for the night, made him into an extraordinarily enchanting figure, put him in a vase by the bed, and then got on the jade couch , went to dreamland calmly.

When Mo Lan woke up the next day, he found that the confinement had disappeared, and the people on the couch had disappeared. Thinking of Cang Wu's words last night, Mo Lan guessed that Cang Wu had gone down to earth.After being aggrieved all night, he turned it out of the vase, and Mo Lan immediately lifted the vase high and smashed it to pieces.

Ordinarily, if there was such a big commotion, someone should come out to scold and stop it, but Mo Lan looked at the little fairy official standing outside the hall, watching his nose, nose, nose, and heart, and muttered in his heart.

After straightening his appearance, Mo Lan hurriedly stepped out of the hall. He stretched out one foot on the threshold and before it landed, he suddenly felt a strong force bounce back, shocking him unexpectedly. Take three steps back.

"Cang - I!"

The little fairy official outside the hall raised his head, his expression was exactly the same as his master, and he said forcefully: "My lord, please be safe, don't be impatient, your majesty has ordered you before you leave, and your majesty will wait here calmly before you come back. Don't take half a step out of Yuyao Hall."

"What does he mean? Detain me?"

"Your Majesty has no such intentions. It's just that Your Majesty still has unanswered questions. Before getting a definite answer, he was worried that he would not be able to find Xianjun's person when he came back. That's why—"

"Is he out of his mind!" Mo Lan interrupted the little fairy official's words through grinding his teeth, and glared angrily, "I order you now to remove the barrier immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

The little fairy official shut his mouth and didn't speak anymore, with a dignified righteousness of "I am the king's man, I only obey the order of the king, even if you kill me, I will not betray the lord".

So, Mo Lan was rude, and couldn't break through the barrier, so he picked up and smashed things in the house, and the thunderbolt clanged all morning, almost smashing out all the things that could be picked up and moved in the hall.

The yard was in a mess, and the loud noise attracted countless onlookers to point their heads outside the Hall of Jade Yao, speculating differently.

A very enlightened immortal watched it for a long time, and immediately figured out the cause and effect, and whispered to the people around him: "The Immortal Mo Lan is too worrying, and he even went directly to the emperor's mansion to provoke you!" Look at it. It looks like he came here in the middle of the night and tried to tease the king, and was trapped in the palace by the king's furious spell. It's really unlucky. Don't you know the law set by the king? Can’t you just open it? He smashed the hall to completely annoy the Lord, so he can end the long journey of immortality by himself?”

"Oh, hello, it's terrible. What he threw away just now was Junshang's Yaoqin? It is the most precious thing of Junshang. It is the only Yaoqin left by God Mo Yao back then. Junshang offered it like a treasure. Others think You can't even take a look at it, but Mo Jun just smashed it like this casually... making a crime, making a crime, Mo Jun really can't think about it!"

"By the way, where did your majesty go? Why don't you come out and take a look after it's all smashed like this?"

"Don't you know? You went to the lower realm before dawn this morning, and you haven't come back yet. Otherwise, you can be so happy with Mo Jun."

"What are you going to do in the upper and lower realms?"

"This... I don't know either. Hey, do you know what it is?"

"You gossip don't even know, how would I know! Did you report to whom and when did you see what you were doing? I'm not curious about where you are going and what you are doing. I am only curious about what happened to Mo when you came back. What a miserable way for you to die, you should leave a whole body, right? After all, you are a person who strives for perfection, and you can't see bloody scenes that are too fragmented..."

"Ah! I see!"

"What do you know?"

"Mr. Mo's death. I heard that your lord seems to have been to the Taishang Laojun's mansion yesterday, and asked Laojun for a pill. Laojun loves alchemy. Didn't he practice a few pills for a banquet a few days ago?" Have you celebrated, it is said that there is a pill that can make life worse than death, what is it called the one who devours love?"

"Emotional devouring? What wonderful effect does it have?"

"That's amazing. Just by hearing the name, you can tell that it's not easy to bear. The most painful thing for a person who takes Emotion Eater is not the loss of all emotions, but the loss of consciousness, the destruction of the original shape, and the loss of each inch like Ling Chi. Being cut off and turned into ashes. Needless to say, the pain is self-evident. Just ask, who is forced to bear the evil and evil of the past over and over again before dying while watching himself not shed a drop of blood, and a piece of flesh disappearing into chaos? Evil but not crazy? Don't forget the ghost and demon that was buried under that scimitar with so much blood on his hands. Just pressing him can kill people, I'm afraid Mo Jun will There is nothing left of the gnawed dregs.”

"It's really miserable, it's miserable...how can Immortal Molan think so hard..."

"Okay, okay, don't look at it, if you are bumped into by the king when you come back, we will all suffer, let's go."

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately reminded all the immortals who cherish their lives like gold, and scattered like birds and beasts.A shining figure in the crowd raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, lowered his head as much as possible to reduce the sense of presence, and prepared to quietly blend into the crowd and disappear.

"Yuan Ming!" Suddenly, Mo Lan, who was smashing vigorously, caught a glimpse of the figure with sharp eyes, and shouted.

Yuan Ming cursed inwardly, blaming himself for being lazy in his practice, half-strength in magic power, not fast enough in his legs, and I don't know which wicked person tripped him at this moment, when he turned his head to look, he only saw a faint trace The hem of the white clothes was spotted by a good brother before he could see what kind of ugly thing it was.

Seeing the Xianjia who borrowed to cover his figure and ran away in a blink of an eye, he couldn't avoid it, so he swallowed dryly, turned around, and said sincerely: "Ah, what a coincidence! Is brother Mo coming to the uncle's house as a guest? If that's the case, I won't disturb brother Mo's good mood, I suddenly remembered that the Seventh Prince of the South China Sea invited me to play chess for a while, let's go first!"

"You fucking stop!" Mo Lan stood with his legs crossed on the threshold, staring fiercely at Yuanming with a pair of sword eyebrows, and said, "The Seventh Prince of the South China Sea chased his awkward friend to Buzhou Mountain two days ago." , when did I meet you!"

The lie was exposed, Yuan Ming didn't blush, he grinned and said: "It seems that I have misremembered the date... But you also know that the enchantment set up by the uncle, I can't do it even if I try my best to cultivate it." I can’t make a crack, and if you call me, I can’t do anything.” As he said that, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he made up his mind, and hurriedly took out the hot potato that he had been worrying about for several days, “Ah, there is Already! I will return the scimitar to you, try to hack with the knife to see if you can break through the barrier?!"

Mo Ling frowned, looked at Yuan Ming's unpredictable little eyes, and said in a straight voice: "I made a bet on you, why don't I get it back now."

Yuanming seemed confused for a moment, waved his hands again and again, and said sincerely: "It's okay, it's okay! Which one of us is with whom, I'm afraid you won't be able to deny it if you lose? Brother Mo is the most trustworthy person, I firmly believe that Brother Mo will never give up." I won't backtrack, if I really lose in the end, brother Mo won't hold on to the scimitar, will he? But take it back first and make the best use of it, so that I can feel at ease even though I can't help much. ..."