Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Chapter 140 Rong Zhi and Mo Yuan are the same person

Duan Lang didn't realize what Shen Juanzhi meant for a moment, but after he did, he turned to look at Mo Yuan. "Brother, what did he mean?"

Mo Yuan didn't speak, and stared at Duan Lang with a pair of dark eyes, as deep as the sea.

Duan Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly remembered the fact that Mo Yuan was able to leave his sea of ​​consciousness freely.He couldn't help asking again, "Junior brother, what's going on?"

Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, and finally spoke, but not to Duan Lang, but to Shen Juanzhi. "What on earth are you going to do?"

Shen Juanzhi smiled and said: "I'm not clear? Either let me search for the soul, or you lift the restriction." Mo Yuan said coldly: "What if I say no."

Shen Juanzhi flicked his fingers casually, with a hint of indifference in his amorous and smiling peach eyes. "He took my little junior brother's body, of course I have to help my little junior brother get it back."

Duan Lang still doesn't understand how Shen Juanzhi can tell that he is not himself, and Mo Yuan has never doubted him.Could it be that neurotics think differently from others?

Mo Yuan raised the black broadsword in his hand, his flat tone could not hear the slightest emotion. "Let's fight then."

As the words fell, he finished speaking, the broad sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, and he attacked Shen Juanzhi together with the people.The two fought like this.

Duan Lang also knew that this match was inevitable, seeing this, he still unavoidably became tense, his eyes fixed on the two wrestling in mid-air without blinking.

Tu Qujiao asked, "Duan...Master Duan, what should we do now?"

He obviously didn't sleep well last night, his face was pale, and there were thick dark circles under his eyes, and he looked sluggish.Duan Lang had just been attacked by Shen Juanzhi in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and the pain hadn't passed yet, and he felt unsteady.He is actually more anxious than Tu Qujiao, but at this time, he can only comfort him by saying: "Let's see the situation first." His strength is no better than Mo Yuan, and he will only be hindered if he goes up. Set it on fire.

He didn't want to change shape at all. After all, this is the demon world. He knew very well what the appearance of the phoenix meant. He was afraid that he would attract opponents more vicious than Chen Wankong.

Mo Yuan and Shen Juanzhi were still fighting, and the sky above became turbulent because of the fight between the two, and the death energy was disturbed everywhere.At the same time, a large number of people and demons were attracted, and gathered below to point and point.

Duan Lang took a elixir first, and then sacrificed a body barrier to isolate the thick death energy, staring closely at the two people above.

Shen Juanzhi didn't draw out his sword, but was fighting Mo Yuan with his bare hands, his posture seemed to be very familiar.Later, he might have been annoyed, a hint of impatience appeared on his face, and he hit Mo Yuan's chest with his palm.

This time Mo Yuan didn't dodge, was hit straight, and flew backwards unexpectedly.

It's just that when he was about to land, there was a roar behind him, and a black dragon came out from behind him and lifted him up.Duan Lang couldn't bear it anymore, Xing Lingjian summoned him, flew to his side, and asked, "How are you?" Mo Yuan swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, his expression was dark and cold, but when he looked at Duan Lang, , there is a moment of softness. "It's nothing more than a trick." Duan Lang: "...

If it wasn't for your face being as white as death, I would have believed it.

He took out a elixir to Mo Yuan, watched him take it, and asked directly: "Is what Shen Juanzhi said true? Did you really impose a restriction in my sea of ​​consciousness?"

Mo Yuan raised his eyes, looking at him with dark eyes.Duan Lang pursed the corners of his lips, "Is it you? Or...Rong Zhi?"

Mo Yuan was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes, "What do you know?"

Duan Lang actually didn't know anything, he just tried to guess, but now he realized that he guessed correctly, but he really didn't understand how Mo Yuan and Rong Zhi were the same person, could he know how to clone? appeared before him together.

Shen Juanzhi sat back on the soft couch, leaning there as if he had no bones. "How did your discussion go?"

Before Mo Yuan could speak, Duan Lang said directly: "We promise you, can senior brother stop now?" The corners of Shen Juanzhi's lips raised, his romantic peach eyes curved into crescent moons, and he smiled It looks harmless to humans and animals. "Little thing, I'm not the one who made the first move." Duan Lang: "..."

For this kind of shameless and shameless snake spirit disease, he can only choose to bow down. "Since the senior brother has agreed, let's change the place. It doesn't seem to be suitable here." He said, looking at the people below with meaning.

Shen Juanzhi smiled and said, "Since you have invited me so kindly, I'll go in and have a look."

After he finished speaking, he moved his fingers, and the soft couch and sedan chair melted into a small ball, flew into his palm, and then disappeared.The three flew directly into the palace gate.Tu Qujiao also ran in.

After entering the palace gate, Shen Juanzhi descended from mid-air and flew to the ground.

Duan Lang and Mo Yuan could only follow him to the ground, and walked slowly into the palace with him.Shen Juanzhi looked around, and said casually: "This place is broken up like this, it really doesn't fit my identity." Duan Lang: "..."

In terms of pretense, you are better than Mo Yuan, you are simply No.1.

He slapped me gently, "Then what place is suitable for the identity of the senior brother? Is it the Canglan Immortal Gate?" Shen Juanzhi glanced at Duan Lang with a smile that was not a smile, and the tails of his slightly raised eyes were cold of light. "You little thing is much cuter than my little brother."

Since childhood, his junior brother had a cold and indifferent face, he was serious and only lived with a sword all day long.

Speaking of which, he was also a very interesting person he had met, but after he 'died', he never saw him again, it's a pity to think about it.Duan Lang accepted Shen Juanzhi's compliment correctly, thanked him with a smile, and asked straight to the point: "Did brother fake his death back then?"

In fact, Shen Juanzhi exposed his identity, so he shouldn't call him Senior Brother anymore, but he couldn't think of how to call him for a while, so he just continued the original one.

"There are quite a lot of problems with little things." Shen Juanzhi turned his head to look at Duan Lang, with a smile on his handsome and bewitching face, and the tear moles at the corners of his eyes seemed to be shimmering.

With one step, Mo Yuan quietly blocked Duan Lang's side, and gave Shen Juanzhi a cold sneer.

If it wasn't for Shen Juanzhi's death back then, Duan Lang wouldn't have hated monsters so much, and maybe he wouldn't have brought Mo Yuan to the Xuncheng Hall, and thus been thrown into the abyss of monsters.The Buddha said that everything has a cause and effect, which is true.

Shen Juanzhi glanced at Mo Yuan, the smile on his lips remained unchanged, as if he didn't notice Mo Yuan's disdain for him.

Duan Lang felt that as long as he didn't offend Shen Juanzhi, on the surface he was a particularly easy-going person, but that was only on the surface.While talking, the group returned to the courtyard where Duan Lang and Mo Yuan lived temporarily.Standing at the gate of the courtyard, Shen Juanzhi said with a smile: "So you live here." Duan Lang heard that Shen Juanzhi's tone was wrong, and he thought it couldn't be, it couldn't be what he thought.

He looked at Shen Juanzhi and saw that he was also looking at him, as if you didn't ask me, he just turned his head, pretending he didn't hear, and said directly: "Brother, please come in."

Shen Juanzhi clicked his tongue regretfully, and walked in swaggeringly.

After entering the room, he sat on the Arhat bed majestically and leaned against it. "Let's get started." Duan Lang subconsciously looked at Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan stood at the door, the dim light outside fell on his face, as if a layer of gloom had passed over it.

Seeing Duan Lang looking at him, he slowly raised his eyes, and the corners of his thin lips were drawn into a sharp line, as if he didn't intend to move.Duan Lang had no choice but to walk over, lean on his toes, and whispered in his ear, "Why don't you put on a show? Just coax him away?" Although he really wanted to know what was going on, Mo Yuan obviously If you don't want to, it's better to pass Shen Juanzhi first, and then talk about other things.

Mo Yuan stretched out his arms and tightly tied Duan Lang's waist, staring at him with black eyes, a dark and unclear light flashed inside. "you……"

Although Duan Lang has long been accustomed to Mo Yuan's sudden domineering behavior, his ears still turn red when outsiders are present. "What?"

Mo Yuan hugged Duan Lang even tighter, and a painful struggle flashed in his eyes as deep as a dry well.After a while, he said, "Don't blame me.'

Before Duan Lang realized the meaning of this sentence, Mo Yuan let go of him, grabbed his hand instead, and penetrated his consciousness.Duan Lang felt a cold breath in the sea of ​​consciousness, like an ice cone slowly pierced in, penetrating into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, then the breath seemed to be blocked by something like a wall, and he couldn't get through it anymore.

He couldn't help but followed Mo Yuan's consciousness to look over, and found that in the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness, there was indeed a wall with spells branded on it. "Hey, what is this?" He couldn't help asking strangely in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Yuan didn't answer him, but Duan Lang could feel that he glanced at him, his eyes were deep, and there were too many things he couldn't understand.Afterwards, the divine consciousness belonging to Mo Yuan poked those spells away.

Duan Lang only felt a flash of golden light in front of his eyes, which made him subconsciously let go of Mo Yuan's hand, but he was held back with great force, causing him pain.

He gasped involuntarily, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was living in his own sea of ​​consciousness, and the person in front of him was Rong Zhi whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Rong Zhi is still black-haired and dressed in black, the difference is that his face has the same red lines as Mo Yuan's, and that handsome face has become seven points similar to Mo Yuan's, but more handsome than Mo Yuan's , even more breathtaking.

Seeing Duan Lang, his icy black eyes instantly became tender, and he stretched out his hand as if wanting to hug him, but he retracted his hand for some unknown thought. "Alang."

Duan Lang looked at the face that looked exactly like Mo Yuan. Although he had already guessed that he and Mo Yuan were alone, he couldn't help being taken aback for a moment. Afterwards, his heart felt dense pain because of Rong Zhi's call.