Master of time travel

Here, Mo Yun did not take Yunling out for a play as the old man said, but walked all the way to the room.Presumably, Liu Jun had already passed on the word yesterday, so people who met Mo Yun and his party along the way naturally knew that the person in front of them was not something they could provoke, and they retreated after saluting from a distance. Come forward to disturb.

Back in the house, Mo Yun poured a cup of tea. Although the tea here is not Mo Yun's favorite taste, it does not prevent it from being a rare good tea in the secular world.

Someone blocked the light at the door, and then there was a "creak", and the door was closed.From the beginning to the end, Mo Yun didn't even lift his head, just looking at the teacup in his hand.

The visitor stood in front of Mo Yun, unbiased, blocked the dim light in front of Mo Yun, and called out.

"master......"

Mo Yun didn't look up, but looked at the few tender green tea leaves floating in the teacup.

"Master...", the visitor's usually indifferent voice trembled.

The tea leaves had already sunk, Mo Yun sighed in his heart, put down the teacup, and looked at the person in front of him.She was waiting for an explanation, waiting for the person in front of her to tell her in person, why did she suddenly attack, why was it so abnormal?Although there are always some things that people can't figure out about this apprentice, but Mo Yun feels that this anxiety has become more obvious since he came to Huangshaji.Something was moving in the dark, so Mo Yun had to be careful.

The thing that suddenly appeared in Yunling's room before, this time Yunling's sudden move, if it is used as a handle by someone with a heart, and then publicized, it will definitely become an annoying thing in the future.As the saying goes, three people make a tiger, but the power of rumors is not small, enough to kill, even the Daluo Immortal who is not bad is afraid of rumors, isn't it?

The demon cultivator is more complicated among the orthodox monks, and the demon cultivator hates it the most.Since ancient times, good and evil have been incompatible. If an orthodox monk has something to do with a demon cultivator, there is no need to explain the stakes in it.

Even if it is the master of Yunhuang Sect, it is impossible to shield a disciple who has no clear relationship with Moxiu.What's more, a person like the original owner who wholeheartedly seeks the way will definitely do it himself, righteously and awe-inspiringly destroy the disciple who has an affair with the devil.

So what Mo Yun wanted to know was why Yun Ling did what he did before, even if there was really something, it could be regarded as a preparation for the future.But the person in front of her bit her lip, obviously not wanting to speak, Mo Yun had a headache, she didn't know what she couldn't tell her.

"Tu'er...Tu'er just panicked, and then made a move." Mo Yun's expression obviously gave a wrong hint, Yun Ling said hastily.

"Is it really just a momentary panic?" Mo Yun said, looking directly into Yun Ling's dark eyes.

"Disciple...disciple..." Regarding Mo Yun's question, Yun Ling stammered, unable to say the rest for a long time.She touched her chest unconsciously, was she really flustered for a while?Yes and no.It was true to be flustered and afraid, but she knew that the person in front of her didn't want to ask this question.

Outside that person's room door, she wanted to kill the old man, really wanted to kill the old man, the old man who called her a little beast.It was just because he said the worst thing that she should have said, so she became murderous.Why didn't you do it in the end?Thinking of this, Yun Ling's pupils shrank tightly, and the strength of his hands increased a little, and he even pressed the fabric in front of his chest into folds.

She didn't do anything because of the sudden pain in her chest. At that time, she only had one sentence circling in her mind...Kill the person in front of her.The blood is like boiling magma, and the true energy is raging in the body. I don't want to think about anything, and I can't think about it, only killing intent.

Cultivators cultivate their minds like still water, without desires or desires.That strong killing intent was similar to Moxiu's. If it wasn't for the coldness emanating from the jade pendant, the two forces entangled and fought in her body, and the sudden cold and hot pain made her wake up a little bit. .....

Dare not look up, also dare not speak.She was more afraid of seeing that person disgusted than she was afraid of seeing that person disappointed or angry.Because at that time, she wanted to see the painful expression of the old man, see the blood spurting from the body, and the pleasure of tearing flesh.Even if she didn't see it with her own eyes, she must be ugly, like a mindless beast.

The fingers were clenched tightly, with a slight tingling feeling... If you were disgusted by that person, it would be worse than letting her die.

Mo Yun sighed, the person in front of him has been like this since he was a child, even after so many years, this point has not changed.Forcing questions is the most annoying thing for Mo Yun, and for the children he has brought up, he is the only person Mo Yun cares about in this world, so Mo Yun naturally hates pressing questions even more.

"Forget it, you can be considered an adult and have your own opinions." Mo Yun waved his hand and said.

"Tu'er is wrong, Tuer...Tuer is just..." Seeing what Mo Yun said, Yun Ling panicked. Could it be that the man is tired of himself?But he no longer had the calmness he had before, panicked and struggled in his heart, and didn't know what to do.

Regarding Yun Ling's excited words, Mo Yun just took a sip of tea calmly, in contrast to Yun Ling's flustered appearance, he interrupted lightly and said: "You go to rest first, I think you have something to do tomorrow .”

"Yes...", Yun Ling's eyes turned red, that person was displeased.But in the end Yun Ling just bit her teeth and lip, lowered her head and replied: "Teacher understands." Then she stepped back, walked out and closed the door.

Rather than being bored, she would rather that person hate her.

Outside the door, after taking a few steps, Yun Ling stopped and squatted down in the courtyard not far away, staring at the closed door with dark pupils, without saying a word.

"Host, the protagonist doesn't seem to have left." A certain system suddenly said.

"En." Mo Yun returned absent-mindedly, and then something suddenly sounded, and he put down the teacup and asked, "How do you know?"

Mo Yun is now a Mahayana monk, so he can naturally feel that Yun Ling has not left, but when will this broken system work?

When asked by Mo Yun, a certain system was taken aback for a moment, and then felt that its ability and dignity had been insulted. It just wanted to "hum" twice, but when it thought of the dark-bellied character of its host, it could only smile , flatteringly said: "You are so powerful as the host, how can I be weak as a system!"

"Oh?"

A simple word "oh", but a certain system heard a deep sense of ridicule from it, and felt heartbroken.I want to cry, but I still have to keep smiling.A certain system urgently needed to restore its own image, and said: "Host, don't believe me! I was just short of energy before Xiaopo! Now that I have almost accumulated energy, it is naturally much more powerful than before!", a certain system said triumphantly, But I don't know when I consciously admitted the title Xiao Po, and said it very smoothly.

"Really." Mo Yun picked up the teacup on the table and returned indifferently.

For the host's unsalty answer, a certain system felt very shocked, and the little flame of passion in its heart was about to go out.

"Then what can you do if you have enough energy?"

The flame in the heart of a certain system was blazing because of Mo Yun's words: "Naturally, it can transform, and then the host can go wherever you want!", a certain system would like to wave its little fist, if it has .

"I can go wherever I want?" Mo Yun became interested.

"Of course, as long as the host wants!" A certain system was unwilling to let go of this golden opportunity to save its own image.

"Can I go back?"

"Of course!" A certain system answered too quickly, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Eh? Host, do you want to go back? Can you throw away the protagonist?" A certain system fox asked, not because it didn't trust its host, but because the host was really abnormal these days.At least it can see that the protagonist's position in the host's heart is not small.

Mo Yun didn't reply, and lowered his head to drink tea.

Although a certain system was very curious, it didn't dare to ask any more questions.For so long, although it is still completely unable to guess the mind of its host, it already knows when to play dead in front of its host.

Can I go back?There was a faint bitter taste of tea on the tip of his tongue, and Mo Yun was in a daze for a while.

Being able to return to his original world is quite a temptation for Mo Yun.Although this world is not bad for Mo Yun, it is not his home after all.It doesn't matter whether it is the identity of Yunhuang Sect's suzerain or this body.Living as someone else, pretending to be another person all day long, one day you will get bored, this kind of bound life is what Mo Yun hates the most.

But... Mo Yun glanced outside the door, but the bitterness on the tip of his tongue gradually disappeared, leaving only the fragrance of tea.

It is not that there is nothing worth nostalgic about in this world, at least not yet.Not to mention the lack of energy in that broken system, she is also worried about that child living alone in this world full of intrigues.At least until that child can protect herself, and after these annoying things are resolved, she can feel at ease.

Besides, maybe when she accidentally exposed it?As the saying goes, things are impermanent, right? Mo Yun has always been very open about life and death, at least in some aspects.

After drinking the tea in his hand, Mo Yun put down the cup and stood up.Those things are just useless thinking too much, but the immediate matter still needs to be resolved.

Mo Yun took out a talisman paper from the storage bag, but it was the one that fell from Zhu Yan's sleeve today.

Carefully opened the talisman paper, Mo Yun frowned tightly, the powder on the talisman paper is a fantasy flower, and the red lotus on it is indeed Honglian's current handwriting, because no one can paint the red lotus so flamboyantly and coquettishly , which is what Mo Yun said.But why would Zhu Yan, a mortal, have anything to do with Moxiu?This fantasy flower has been extinct for thousands of years, and where did the red lotus fairy get it? Could it really be related to this change?Mo Yun thought about it and didn't know.

Mo Yun swept over the talisman, but found nothing unusual about the talisman paper, it was just a spell used to cover up the scent of the fantasy flower, so he threw the talisman paper back into the storage bag with a serious expression.

Zhu Yan's death was also unexpected to her. She knew that the other party would not let Zhu Yan's weakness stay for too long, but she also did not expect that the other party would dare to do something in front of her.Not to mention daring, but to be able to act in front of a monk in the late Mahayana period, this person is quite confident in his own abilities.

Thinking of something suddenly, Mo Yun opened the door and glanced at the courtyard.The index finger moved, as if it was just to take a glimpse of the scenery, and then closed the door and returned to the room.

There was a rustling sound outside the door, and then it was finally quiet.

"Host, what did you just do?", a certain system's heart was filled with doubts, and it couldn't help asking.

"Set up protection for Yunling. It's always dangerous for her to stay outside like this, just in case." Mo Yun explained patiently.

Thinking of the face behind the bushes, which obviously had a cold expression, but still carried a bit of the panicked look of when he was a child.

A certain system once again secretly scolded its host for being eccentric to the extreme, what's the danger?Now there are not many who can casually hurt the protagonist!It really doubts that even if its host can go back one day, it will give up because it can't let go of the protagonist.

"Host, the protagonist still hasn't left." It really didn't want to see its host smiling so weirdly.

"...." Mo Yun really wanted to support his forehead and sigh, if the stubborn temper of the person outside the door could be changed, that would be great.

Thinking back to the previous question, Mo Yun sat down, frowned again, and tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously.

At that time, there were only her, Yun Ling, and ordinary people like Liu Jun, Su Qiu, and Zhu Yan in the room. Naturally, it was impossible for anyone to tamper with her.It is impossible for the blood leech to devour the master suddenly, someone must have secretly given the order to the blood leech to devour the master.And this person must have understood the situation at that time very well. From this point of view, it was just a white-bearded old man who suddenly appeared.

Daoist Lianjun in the realm of comprehension, the majestic Sect Master Mo, and Weisan's Mahayana stage monk, are they actually related to Moxiu?Isn't this a very unexpected and unthinkable thing?Since no one dared to think about it, naturally no one would doubt it.

Time passed by little by little, and before he knew it, it was evening. Mo Yun stood up, washed and undressed, and then went to bed and closed his eyes.

But after an unknown amount of time, there was the sound of clothes rubbing against each other outside.

Yun Ling looked at the closed door, her dark pupils were darkened by the moonlight, like a dark night.After standing for a long time, Yun Ling turned and left.

Sensing the movement outside the door keenly, Mo Yun, who had been sleeping soundly, raised the corners of his mouth, and then sighed softly.

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