The string of data in the quick time travel is poisonous

I don't know how long it took, Ye Ning finally found a hidden cave.

Putting down Mo Yuan, he said, "You wait here for a while, I'll go find some herbs."

Mo Yuan leaned against the wall, most of him was buried in the shadows, he didn't know what he was thinking.

There were slight footsteps coming from the depths of the cave, Mo Yuan opened his eyes and showed a bloodthirsty smile.

The visitor snapped his fingers, and the originally dark cave was lit with light.

The shallow footsteps stopped in front of Mo Yuan, squatted down, and brushed Mo Yuan's hair away.

"It looks pretty good."

The man's obscene voice sounded, and in the next second, the expression on his face became unbelievable, he stared blankly at the palm passing through his chest, and fell to the ground.

Mo Yuan shook his hand, and the blood-stained hand became as white as jade again.

Looking at the man who fell on the ground, his eyes were a little unclear.

Just now, was he angry because he was offended, or was he so angry because his body was defiled by others?

Ye Ning breathed a sigh of relief when he came back, the situation in the cave was the same as when he left, his precious body was resting with his eyes closed, his hair covered half of his face, he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Gently lifted Mo Yuan's skirt, the wound on his chest was not big, but deep.

Ye Ning looked up, and the other party frowned slightly, as if he couldn't feel at ease in his sleep.

After prescribing the good medicine, he took Mo Yuan's hand and lost some spiritual power for him.

When Ye Ning was also a little drowsy, this long night was far from over.

Feeling the vibration of the ground, Ye Ning woke up Mo Yuan immediately.

Seeing Mo Yuan's dazed look, Ye Ning simply picked him up again.

After leaving the cave, I found a monster as big as a hill was chasing a group of monks, and was heading in this direction at high speed.

Ye Ning turned around and ran away, a cold arrow flew past his ear, Ye Ning secretly scolded that people in this world are crazy, and they are still killing each other at this time.

Mo Yuan's eyes dimmed while nestled in his arms.

Ye Ning only felt stumbling and lost consciousness...

On the high throne, the man was wearing a black robe, with long black hair hanging down, exuding a lazy temperament. beautiful.

But there was also a flame-like red mark between his eyebrows, which added a hint of evil to him.

Seeing Ye Ning in the mirror opened his eyes, he buckled the armrest a little bored.

In the secret realm, Mo Yuan seemed to sense something, and glanced at the distant sky.

The man in the black robe on the throne smiled: "Mo Yuan, you must not let me down..."

Mo Yuan snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and disappeared on the spot in an instant.

The man in the xuanpao looked at the black xuanguang mirror, shook his head, and laughed softly as if pampering him.

On the other side, Ye Ning woke up and found himself lying on the high steps, and the end of the steps could not be seen from front to back.

Mo Yuan casually took out a drop of blood from his fingertip, and it condensed into a light mirror, watching Ye Ning's every move.

Ye Ning sat up, with the cold white marble steps under him, looking up, the clouds and mist shrouded it, as if he could climb to the Heavenly Palace in two steps; looking down, the villages were scattered, and it seemed that people's voices could be heard faintly.

The contrast between heaven and earth made Ye Ning hesitate.

Standing up, he still decided to take a step first.

After one step, there was a bustling market in front of him, Ye Ning's mind was blank, just now, he seemed to have forgotten something.

Mo Yuan looked at Ye Ning's bewildered look, and stroked his smooth chin, Ye Ning, let me see your skills.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Ye Ning was hugging Xiaoqi: "This level of illusion is so low."

Xiao Qi cooperated with him very much, waving his small arms and said: "Ningning is the best, Ningning is the best!"

He refused to mention the fact that Ye Ning was almost recruited.

Ye Ning stroked its short hair: "Let's go, remember to download "The President's Lover for Seven Days" for me."

"Don't worry, Ningning, wait for you to come back, okay?"

Ye Ning looked at the bustling crowd in a daze. The old woman tremblingly held on to her dragon head and crutches, and greeted her excitedly: "Ning'er, are you back?"

He seemed to know his identity, looked at the woman excitedly and said, "Mother, Ye Ning, the unfilial son, is back!"

As he spoke, he was about to kneel down.

The woman hurried to stop her.

Next, Mo Yuan watched Ye Ning go all the way, studying hard, getting honors in the exams, being named on the gold list, and marrying a beautiful wife.

Until the wedding night in the bridal chamber, Mo Yuan crushed the cup in his hand, and the clear fragrance of wine wafted out.

"Ning Ning, the complete works of "The President's Lover for Seven Days" are finished."

Ye Ning glanced at the festive wedding room and ended the game.

The invisible ripples spread out, and the world began to distort, spreading out like water waves.

The scene gradually became clear, Ye Ning looked at the empty hall, on the bed, Mo Yuan was sleeping deeply.

In the depths of the main hall, a small key floated in mid-air, shrouded in a golden light, and Ye Ning couldn't help walking over.

Mo Yuan coughed and "woke up".

Ye Ning heard the words and turned to look at him: "The token to open the secret realm."

Mo Yuan looked at Ye Ning with the expression of why are we here.

Ye Ning said: "It's hard to say, let's go out first."

The moment the key was grasped, the palace was filled with golden light, and the intense light covered everything.

After being dizzy for a while, Ye Ning opened his eyes, and in front of him was the competition venue.

That is, they came out.

"Congratulations, brother Ye, your nephew is the top!"

Ye Ning saw the father in this body at a glance, and was about to step forward, but was preempted by Mo Yuan.

Only then did Ye Ning realize that his shell was not his own.

I don't know what Mo Yuan said to Father Ye in the past. When he came over, he dragged Ye Ning and left.

Ye Ning looked at him in a daze: "What did you say?"

Mo Yuan said impatiently: "I have gained something, retreat."

Ye Ning said: "Then where are we going now?"

"Find a way to change your soul."

It was night, and the two stayed in an inn.

Finally, without worrying about being attacked indiscriminately by those lunatics, Ye Ning took a bath and changed clothes, and lay down on the bed.

In another room, Mo Yuan took off his clothes, stretched his long legs, and sat in the bathtub.

He lowered his head and glanced at the wound on his chest that hadn't scabbed over yet, for some reason, he suddenly felt a bit intrusive.

Stretching out a hand to wipe it, the scar on the chest disappeared immediately, and the skin was as smooth as new.

At this time, he raised his arms to rest on the bathtub, and began to observe Ye Ning's body carefully.

This is a very different body from his. Even though they both belong to the same man, the difference between them is so obvious.

Probably because of majoring in sound attack, Ye Ning is not strong, on the contrary, he is a little thin.

However, although it is thin, it does not look thin. The thin muscles cover the arms and calves, making it look slender and powerful. It is typical to look thin when dressed, and fleshy when undressed.

Some dim lights shone on her body, with a layer of watery light, making her flesh and bones even more even, and her skin delicate.

Feeling a completely different touch from his own, Mo Yuan stroked this seemingly young body, and suddenly had some bad thoughts.

This is the destined person he has been waiting for for 200 years. Whether it is body or person, it should belong to him.

He stretched out his hand and slowly explored this body, as if he wanted to find out where the limit of this body was.

After a while, there was a heavy gasp in the room.

After playing for a while, Mo Yuan finally vented, stood up, and wiped his body hastily.

"Tsk tsk, that's disgusting!"

Through the mirror, the man sitting on the throne looked at him with disgust.

Mo Yuan put on a robe indifferently, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's just self-blasphemy, don't look at it if you don't want to!"

The man snorted coldly and smashed the mirror with his hand.

Mo Yuan sneered, sat cross-legged, and began to adjust his breath.

Ye Ning, who was sleeping on the bed and watching dramas with peace of mind, didn't know what Mo Yuan had done to him.

After ravaging Bai Tuanzi, he thought about the experiences of the past few days, and decided to take Mo Yuan as the object of suspicion.

In every world, the data carrier is closest to him, and this time must be no exception.

Ye Ning was thinking in a daze that he must test Mo Yuan tomorrow.