2/1 god domain

Where did Bai Yuan go?

When God dozes off, why shouldn't Bai Yuan be allowed to take a nap and slip away?

Mo Shao entertained himself very much for five seconds, then fell into deep thought. According to the dean, Bai Yuan is a villainous super boss, a fortress that they must form a group to conquer!but--

For some reason, he remembered a sentence: What the eyes see may not be the truth.

"Hearing is delusion, seeing may not be believing." Mo Shao said thoughtfully, "Maybe he has always been around us."

"I have the illusion of a sudden chill on my back." The poet shuddered all over, sat up, and stroked his messy red hair, "Maybe when Bai Yuan just got the fake Mo Zilan gave him, he hadn't had time to verify the real one. False, something went wrong..."

After a long time, every time Mo Shao thinks of this moment, he can't help but touch the poet's dog's head and praise him: Emperor of Truth.

Of course, the three present, even the poet himself, did not take his nonsense seriously.

"Well, I'll go out." The poet patted his butt, stood up, and voluntarily applied not to be a light bulb. Mo Shao might not have noticed it, but he found out that someone's condition was not right, "It is said that the wine in the flower building You can’t just drink indiscriminately.”

"What stupid show are you watching behind my back again?" Mo Shao looked at the bird's nest-like red-haired, wine in the flower building strangely?Flower wine?

The poet laughed flatteringly: "Absolutely not!" At most, he just watched some "popular science films on physiological common sense".

He retreated while laughing, retreated to the window, and jumped directly...

Well, on the third floor, no one can fall to death.

"The poet is gone?" The voice was slightly low.

Mo Shao nodded: "Run away, and said some inexplicable..." words.

Well, he finally understands why that guy can say flower wine!

After Mo Zilan disrupted the situation, he almost forgot to settle accounts with the little satyr!

"Mo Shao, that's weird. I seem to have a fever." The young man stood up shaking, a suspicious blush appeared on his fair cheeks, and a layer of mist covered his deep black purple eyes, making him look very attractive and alluring people commit crimes.

Mo Shao put his hands in his pockets and stood on the spot: "I don't think you have a fever, but a fit of rage."

He is hesitating, should he jump directly from the window like the poet?

"Mo Shao, you are killing me!" The young man accused with tears in his eyes.

"..." Mo Shao looked at the sky speechlessly.

Who will tell him: who is this guy who changes his face as fast as turning the pages of a book!Anyway, it's definitely not his cute little Mofan!

"Do you despise me?" The young man lowered his head, tears streaming down his eyes.

Mo Shao was startled, seeing that guy with red and swollen eyes, looking like a very wronged little daughter-in-law, actually gave birth to the illusion that "I really am not a thing"!Simply too unscientific!

Even if that skin is beautiful enough to confuse people's hearts, his mind will not be so unstable! ?

"My father is a big black-hearted bastard, and my mother is so hard-hearted that she doesn't even look at me. Now even you... despise me, right? I'm not a good boy, I'm not at all like you imagined So innocent and naive, I..."

"Hey, have you played enough?"

Mo Shao took the initiative to step forward, raised his head slightly, and looked at the young man's eyes wet with tears, which were clear, deep and translucent, extremely beautiful.

The young man froze for a moment, a look of bewilderment flashed across his face.

Mo Shao chuckled: "The first time you fell into the pit was an accident, but the second time you fell in it would be stupid. You have used this in front of me no less than three times, right?"

I really don't know how this guy's brain grows!

Well, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and mice give birth to sons who can make holes.If you want to blame, you can only blame Mo Zilan for being too insidious, and Helan is not a cheap lamp. How could the son of these two people be an innocent and harmless little white rabbit?

Anyway, he knew it a long time ago and accepted such an exciting fact.

"Mo Shao..." the young man called out cautiously, and explained, "They drank too much alcohol before."

"Ah."

"There's spice in the wine."

"Ah."

"..." He drank it on purpose, because he expected that Mo Shao would definitely come to him.

"Are you aware of your mistake?" Mo Shao asked.

The boy hesitated for half a second, then nodded: "Yes."

"What the hell!" Mo Shao cursed depressingly. Although she knew it long ago and accepted the truth, the psychological gap between a little white rabbit and a little fox still made him want to go crazy occasionally.

Maybe Mo Fan is not a little fox, at least that kind of furry, cute and smart guy doesn't have such powerful explosive and lethal power.

"I want you." The young man leaned over, wrapped the other party in his arms, pressed against his ear, and whispered.

The scorching breath wafted into his ears, and Mo Shao felt that his face must be flushed. The "old man" who was a lot of age was played hooligan by a kid who could be his own son, and confessed...

Seeing that the other party was silent, the boy added: "I did my homework very hard, and I will definitely not make mistakes this time."

"piss off!"

Mo Shao gritted his teeth and choked out three words, then his mouth was blocked.

A sexology expert once said that sexual desire is a human instinct, and adult men are especially good at learning without a teacher.

Mo Shao felt that it was necessary for him to communicate with that expert. There was definitely something wrong with the definition of an adult man!

The little satyr's kissing skills are top-notch, with little experience, and he is better at "teaching himself without a teacher" and "not ashamed to ask his subordinates". After a while, he kissed Mo Shao until he was dizzy and limp, as if he was stepping on cotton. As weak as before.

"Mo Shao, you're sweating a lot, I'll help you take off your clothes."

"..." Your uncle's little pervert!Don't say such hypocrisy in such a serious tone!I can't bear to look directly at it.

"Mo Shao, help me too, okay?"

"..." This coaxing and deceitful tone, tsk, is really embarrassing.

"Mo Shao?"

"To shut up!"

Mo Shao glared at him dissatisfied, and stretched out his hand, directly tore the thin sweater on the other party's body into three or four pieces...

The young man opened his eyes in astonishment, his eyes gradually filled with a smile: "I knew it, you think the same as me!"

"Same fart!" Mo Shao snorted.

The young man smiled like a fool, and said in his heart: Mo Shao likes to swear every time he feels guilty, it's really... so cute.

"Go to bed." Mo Shao frowned and urged in a low voice.

When the young man heard it, he nodded his head like a pounding garlic. It really... ruined his image.

"Lie down obediently." Mo Shao methodically took off the last pair of underpants on his body, looking like an "old fritter" with the presence of an old god, and his heart was already berserk: For the first time, he wants to take the initiative by himself!

"Huh?" The young man was stunned for a moment, apparently unable to react, but seeing Mo Shao's undeniably strong appearance, he could only lie down obediently, with a seductive posture of "letting you pick and choose".

Mo Shao stood on the bed, condescendingly looking down at the body in front of him with thin skin and tender flesh but faintly protruding muscular lines. He had clearly witnessed the explosive power of this body, and he did not dare to underestimate the other party.

The boy opened his eyes and looked at him longingly. Those small eyes were enough to turn a hard-hearted heart into a puddle of tenderness.

"Mo Shao, I'm lying down, what are you doing?"

What's your size!How cute is it!

The corners of Mo Shao's mouth twitched slightly, and he knelt between the young man's legs, his obsidian-like eyes quietly staring at the other's obviously excited avatar, Xiao Fan originally only half-raised his head and shyly concealed it , but under his straightforward gaze, he slowly raised his head and chest, showing off his majesty!

The pink meat stalk has just the right size and volume, and it can be called a perfect work of art. The only thing that is a little unreasonable is that the person who owns it is too young.

Mo Shao stretched out his hands to hold the boy's hot cock, the scorching heat, he could vaguely feel the sound of blood vessels bursting.

"Mo Shao..." The young man raised his head and looked at him with moist eyes, a hint of bewilderment and panic in his eyes.

"To shut up."

Mo Shao squinted at him, licked his lips, leaned forward, slowly lowered his head, and licked the top of the crystal with his tongue. There was no peculiar smell, and it didn't feel so unacceptable. No experience giving oral sex.

Haven't seen a pig running, but have you ever eaten pork?

The most fragile and sensitive part of his body was wrapped in the hot mouth, and the boy's nerves were all tensed up. He learned a lot of useful information from the twins in the guild hall, and he also knew this kind of private matter, some legal Husband and wife are not willing to serve each other, so... Mo Shao must also like him very much!It's the same as his mind.

The boy's heavy panting sounds filled the ears, and even the air was tinged with lust, which made people blush and heartbeat ambiguously.

Mo Shao regretted it a bit, eating a lollipop doesn't take that much effort!When I jerked off to the little pervert before, I didn't realize how terrifying this guy's stamina is!Even though it's almost as hard as a rock, it still doesn't shoot!Your uncle is too cheating!

"..." I quit!

"Mo Shao?" The young man shouted in surprise, this feeling is like watching a movie and seeing a sudden power outage when he is about to climax!

"My mouth is sore." Mo Shao sat on his knees and straightened up, looking like a rascal.

"..." The boy stared dryly, looking like he was about to cry.

Mo Shao suddenly felt a little guilty, thought for a while, stood up, and sat directly on the boy's waist, with the fiery cock sticking to the buttocks, and as expected, he heard the boy's rapid inhalation, and he grinned. Gives a nasty smile, and—

He took out the "Deed of Sale" prepared earlier and handed it over: "I am a very democratic person, now I will give you a chance to choose, sign this deed of sale, and you will be mine from now on. .”

"What are the three obediences and four virtues?" the boy asked in confusion.

"Obey what your wife says, follow when you go to the streets, follow when you do things, endure gossip, eat hard, and be willing to spend money."

"Okay." The young man smiled.

"So happy?"

Suspiciously, Mo Shao withdrew the deed of sale from the boy's hand. The signature was Fan Landis (Mo Fan), and he pressed his fingerprints very consciously. He coughed unnaturally, and hid the deed of sale. Just about to say something, "Zheng Fu Gang" suddenly changed his face!He seems to have been given a wrong line just now, the three obediences and four virtues...

Ciao, no wonder the little pervert smiles so lewdly!Forget it, let him take advantage of it.

"Mo Shao, let me do it?" The young man straightened up with a smile on his face, and crossed him and sat face to face. In the blink of an eye, the world was spinning, and Mo Shao lost the initiative.

2/1 Shenzai 096 Complete Metamorphosis

"Xiaofan, wait a minute—"

"Ok?"

The boy's unusually beautiful dark purple eyes looked at him suspiciously, and his low and hoarse voice came out of his nasal cavity, which sounded damn sexy!

Mo Shao was pressed under him, his black and white eyes were big and round, his slender and thick eyelashes were trembling uncomfortably, what he wanted to say, but after seeing the body lubricant that the boy took out from nowhere, his expression changed It has become = mouth = shape, what accidentally drank too much and added wine is basically an excuse, right?This is clearly premeditated!

"No, nothing."

He turned his head in disappointment, looked away, his heart was beating wildly, he was obviously very old, but he was still... shy?

Oh my god, thinking of the word "shy", Mo Shao's white and tender face suddenly turned into a cloud of fire.

How could this happen! ?

He was very irritable.

Even if I have accepted this situation in my heart, but——

He really doesn't want to be a pervert!

Molesting a minor?Weird sorghum?Nonsence!Have you ever seen a strange sorghum being raped by an underage child?Have it?Second Olympic!Which strange Shushu is as sad as him?Please stand up!He definitely wants to dedicate three ninety-degree standard bows to that brave pioneer! !

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you!"

The black-haired boy comforted in a young voice, leaned over, and fell on Mo Shao's body with delicate kisses. His forehead, eyelids, cheeks, and corners of his mouth spread all the way down, like a feather across his heart, itchy and unbearable.

Mo Shao's whole body was tense, straight like a piece of wood, and while he kept persuading himself in his heart, a provocative voice appeared in his mind, constantly mocking his submission.

[Hey, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you.Don't you think that's the obvious opposite?You are a big man, but you just changed the shell of a brat, have you lost your IQ and integrity? ]

"Hmm..." Mo Shao gritted his teeth, he was really worried that he would suddenly run away, and cursed loudly.

"Don't hold back, I like to hear your wonderful gasps when you moan..."

[Hey, where did you learn this love story?Really high rank. ]

"Hiss—" Mo Shao gasped, he frowned, and looked at the hairy head buried in his chest. Under the young man's fiery lips and tongue, his immature body became more and more uncontrollable. His tense body unconsciously relaxed, he stretched out his hand subconsciously, and inserted his light white fingers into the boy's soft hair. The excellent tactile sensation made him linger.

The boy's hair is of excellent quality, as soft and smooth as silk.

"Don't touch there." He said with difficulty, his little face flushed red.

The young man looked down at him, his eyes full of smiles quietly watched the two pink bumps, but he asked maliciously, "Where do you not want to touch?"

[Look, he really isn't a good guy. ]

"Don't bite my nipples! Tsao! I'm not a woman, no matter how hard you suck, you won't be able to suck milk!"

Mo Shao's eyes were red with anger, and the misty black pupils clearly reflected the young man's beautiful face. Apart from the tenderness and pampering on that face, there was also a faint hint of playfulness.

[Hey, don't be confused by him, counterattack!Mo Shao. ]

Attack your uncle!piss off!

Mo Shao cursed twice in his heart, and the unwilling voice finally disappeared in his mind.

He also became quiet. Is it important whether it is a man or a woman?Probably not important.Otherwise, why didn't he find a woman to settle down in his previous life?Is it old or young, does it matter?Well, it's important!And it's very important!If the sex life is not happy, don't you have to say goodbye sooner or later? !

The brain was obviously empty, and Mo Shao, whose mind had wandered nine days away, didn't realize at all that at this moment, he looked like pork belly on a chopping board, waving his little hand at the kitchen knife: Come and chop me, come and chop me !

So, "Chopper" seized the opportunity without hesitation and went on.

When he reacted, he found that his legs had been separated by the teenager, lifted up, and fixed on the opponent's waist. The entire lower body was exposed naked under the opponent's eyes, and his immature organs were trembling in the wind.

The boy stretched out a finger and poked it towards the seam. The pink folds squirmed uncomfortably. He lowered his head slightly and looked there with curious eyes...

"Mo Shao seems to have never used this place, right?"

"Nonsense." The Sword Spirit doesn't need to eat, drink, and scatter.

Mo Shao pretended to be fierce in response, then turned his head with a face full of unease, looking at the young man from the corner of his eyes: "When do you want to see it?"

"The first time will be more painful."

"..." You said it as if you were very experienced.

"I'll try not to hurt you."

"..." Do I need to say thank you?Your uncle's.

Seeing the serious look on the young man's face, Mo Shao sighed inwardly, this time he really failed!Why is this so?Is he really going to buy the perverted complete body?

There was a sudden pain in his lower body, and his thoughts that had spread to the ends of the earth whizzed away, and then gathered back again, Ciao!Why don't you say hello first!

"Does it hurt?"

The young man asked nervously, just now he poked a finger in, and saw Mo Shao's whole face wrinkled into a ball, and he couldn't help worrying, would he get stuck when the master changed to the battle later?

Mo Shao rolled his eyes at him angrily, "What are you talking about? Hurry up! Make it quick!"

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.He felt that this should be the case.

but--

The teenager clearly disagreed.

So, this foreplay lasted for half an hour, from barely inserting one finger, to three fingers being able to go in and out smoothly with the help of lubricant, the pink folds were completely stretched and turned into attractive roses Only then did the boy stretch out his fingers in satisfaction.

Phew... Mo Shao exhaled lightly, his chest unceasingly heaved and panted, and the passage without filler suddenly became empty.

"I'm going in."

The young man supported his already hard and hot cock with one hand, and slowly pushed it into the tight tunnel. The hot and tight feeling made him almost uncontrollable and directly ejaculated.

"Hmm..." Mo Shao held his breath. If he said that it was the first time since he became a sword spirit that he felt like shitting, wouldn't it be a shame? !

"It doesn't hurt, does it?"

The young man leaned over and asked Mo Shao in a low voice. The overlap between their bodies had already reached the newest peak in history.

Mo Shao gave him an angry look.

"Can I move?"

"Shut up!" There was so much nonsense.

Mo Shao choked out two words arrogantly, and tightly grabbed the bed sheet under her body with both hands. The feeling of being blown up was the same as that knife stabbing directly into the stomach, but the former "that knife" was warm Yes, while it was hot, he found that his body was on fire, and his blood was surging.

The young man closed his mouth tactfully, stretched out his hand to pull Mo Shao up, and hugged him into his arms. At the same time as the fierce impact resounded throughout the room, he gently kissed the slightly parted lips of the other party, and his flexible tongue stretched straight in. Quickly entangled with the tongue of the other party who couldn't dodge, entangled, sucked, and ambiguous moans continued to overflow from the lips of the two...

Mo Shao completely gave up resisting. Perhaps from the beginning, he had no intention of really resisting or anything, but at this moment, he completely handed over the initiative, and sat astride the young man with his legs tight. He hooked the opponent's waist tightly, and the violent impact under his body caused his body to continuously heave up and down, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes slow and sometimes anxious. He was like a small boat floating alone on the sea when the tsunami came, following the ups and downs of the waves. And dangling...

As his body became weaker and limp, he could only rely on instinct, and he reached out and hugged the boy's neck, and wiped the saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth onto the boy's body, taking it as...revenge!

Perhaps because of physical limitations, Mo Shao didn't feel the pleasure of love affairs, but felt that the spiritual power in his body was extracted over and over again, becoming purer and richer.

Nearly half an hour later, the young man hugged Mo Shao and gave it a hard push, the white burning that had accumulated for a long time finally gushed out and sprinkled in the hot corridor.

"Ci'ao!" Mo Shao blurted out a swear word in a daze, opened his mouth, and bit the boy's shoulder, "You actually ejaculated inside me! You pervert!"

The young man rubbed his head with a smile, his brows and eyes were curved, and he was in a great mood, but he didn't intend to withdraw at all.

Mo Shao froze all over, staring blankly at the void with big black eyes, he seemed to have come to his senses, and the first thought he came back from was: I was fucked.Laozi finally became a perverted perfect body.

sad?sad?It seems not!

The only thing I regret is that I had sex with someone once, but I didn't enjoy any pleasure at all.It can't be more cheating!

"Do it again?" The boy asked in a low voice, leaning against his ear.

Mo Shao turned his head slightly, and bit the young man's earlobe, not willing to bite down, just stuck out his tongue and licked it, and then...

The second round of fighting was ignited.

Another hour later, the red-haired sword spirit who had been wandering around for a long time came back cautiously, hesitated for a long time, put his ear to the door and eavesdropped for a while, then wiped away his tears, turned left, and left .

How pitiful are those who cannot return home!

097 Fudge Again

When Mo Shao opened his eyes, there was a head lying on the side of the bed, with red mottled hair shaved into a bald head, he almost didn't recognize him.

"Are you awake?" The poet raised his head with a bright face.

"When did you shave your head?"

"Last night."

"What's wrong with you?"

"..." The poet's face collapsed, he was just bitten off by a black hair ball!The head with part of the hair gnawed off looked really ugly, so he simply shaved his head in front of the mirror.

Hair dyeing skills are not good, do shave heads still need skills?

Look at this bald little head, it can be used as a light bulb when the lamp is turned on!

Mo Shao looked at him suspiciously for a while, and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

It felt strange that Mo Fan was actually by his side.

"Three days." The poet said without changing his face, his heart was extremely violent: Three days, three days, three days!In the past three days, he was almost driven crazy by that bad boy Mo Fan!Let him be more restrained, if he doesn't restrain himself, if something happens, he will know to trouble him!Hmph, it's really not a thing.

three days?Mo Shao frowned slightly, "What happened these three days?"

"Zhan Yun Jue and Yun Lu are here, um, they came in openly, and even met Mo Zilan. 15 minutes ago, Mo Fan was just called away by Yun Xi, saying it was a meeting."

Probably a meeting to discuss how to deal with Caesar?

"Why didn't you go?" Mo Shao stood up and stretched his muscles, "Help me measure the level of my abilities."

"Before you woke up, I secretly tested it, and it was about to break through the sky-high price." The poet quickly replied, why didn't he follow the past to join in the fun?It's better not to say this.

"Where's the black fur ball?" A flash of understanding flashed across Mo Shao's face, he got off the bed and walked to the bathroom.

"..." The poet pursed his lips, his eyes drifting wildly.

Mo Shao turned around strangely, "It's not because you shaved your head and you were disliked, right?" He remembered that the black hair ball liked the poet's head as his nest before.

The poet touched his bare head and retorted: "No!"

He just had a fight with that bastard after his hair was gnawed out of shape!

Mo Shao turned around suspiciously and concentrated on washing, probably because he fell asleep for three days in the middle. When he woke up, the pain of "losing his body" became clouds in the sky. Once, immediately have to put into a tense state of preparation.

After Mo Shao changed his clothes and slipped into the next room with the poet, he happened to see the boy take out a black-purple cuboid box with fine silver patterns engraved on one side, exactly the same as the box in the photo provided by Caesar.

"This is?" Zhan Yunjue looked at the young man in astonishment. When Yun Xi told him that Caesar Ross pretended to entrust them to find the box on the photo, but actually sent someone to assassinate the head of the Mohist family in an attempt to frame Kuang Zhan. There are still some doubts.

But now, seeing the boy put the box in front of them without changing his expression, Zhan Yunjue suddenly felt that he understood what was going on.

The key to all this lies in the young man.

"What Caesar wants." The young man smiled faintly, took out his optical brain, called up his identity verification information, and handed it to Zhan Yunjue.

"Van Lantis, 15 years old, was born in Vicia City..."

"15 years old? That transformation potion..." Yun Xi opened her mouth in astonishment, looking at the young man with incredible eyes, she clearly remembered that the other party was clearly a child when they first met.

"In the Santes Mountains, I accidentally ate a kind of purple fruit, which made me look like that." The young man explained unhurriedly, and it really looked like that, as he said , while stretching out his wrist towards Yunxi, three points of apology, three points of helplessness and four points of shame flashed across his face, "I didn't tell you the truth before because I didn't want to hurt you."

Yun Xi held down the boy's wrist, groped it carefully, and then looked at Zhan Yun Jue and Yun Lu.

"This body does not use any transformation potions."

She knew what the purple fruit was in the boy's mouth. It was a fruit that grew in the middle of the Santis Mountains. It was called a cloud-swallowing silkworm. It was shaped like a cocoon and tasted bitter. During the long years of exploring the Santis Mountains, someone had eaten it by mistake. This kind of fruit.

Cloud swallowing silkworm has the effect of rejuvenating, but the time is not fixed, after the effect of the medicine dissipates, it will return to its original appearance.

There have been personnel in drug research and development who specially collected cloud-swallowing silkworms. Unfortunately, once the fruit leaves the branch, if it is not eaten immediately, it will lose its medicinal effect very quickly. No matter how it is preserved, it is useless, so tasteless very.

"You lie too much, we cannot be sure, what you are saying now is true or false." Zhan Yunjue said quietly after pondering for a moment.

Pooh.The poet laughed very unkindly when he listened, and then unexpectedly received a blow from Mo Shao.

The other party questioned it so clearly, but the young man didn't seem flustered at all, and continued: "The cause of the matter starts with this box."

"Tell me, let's listen." Zhan Yunjue folded his arms and nodded lightly.

"800 years ago, the first batch of supernatural beings were born on the Holy Land..." The young man's voice was cold and sweet, like a gurgling stream, jingling continuously.

"Mo Shao, aren't you going to stop him? This guy has turned his back on him?!" The Knights Templar, the Holy Grail, and so on actually told them all?

But having said that, this kid is really insidious. Even though the map is a family heirloom of the Mo family, he can break it into a secret treasure of the Landis family!

"The box that Caesar wants is not in the Mo family, but in my hands all the time. He probably knew this a long time ago, but he also knows that without me, no one can unseal the box. , so he wants to make Kuang Zhan take the blame and threaten me to hand over the things." The young man said, lowering his head, and pulled out a mocking arc, "Lantis has been wiped out, I originally wanted to destroy this box directly, Regrettably, with my current strength, I can't do anything against it at all."

Captain, do you think what he said is credible?Yunlu hesitated and turned to Zhanyun Jue.

Zhan Yunjue shook his head silently: The young man's words sounded flawless, but he was only a child after all, and the truth he knew might only be one-sided. Generally speaking, it still makes sense.

A child who is burdened with a heavy secret, after only himself is left in the whole family, meets a group of suspicious behaviors?He subconsciously chose to hide it, whether it was for protecting himself or not wanting to involve others...it sounds pitiful.

While thinking about it, Yun Xi secretly wiped the corners of her eyes.

"The three of them are too easy to deceive, right? I doubt the IQ of human beings a little bit." The poet flattened his lips and touched his bare head with emotion.

Mo Shao helplessly supported his forehead, seeing the young man dealt with Zhan Yunjue and the other three with ease, he felt really complicated in his heart.Relieved?have.stunned?There are also.

"Because the three of them have preconceived it from the beginning." He sighed, walked forward, and sat next to the young man. No matter what, the facts are already like this, so let's accept it willingly.Having a strong, capable, shrewd and omnipotent master is better than a soft and incompetent master who needs to be protected everywhere, right? !

"Then what are your plans now?" Zhan Yunjue paused and asked in a deep voice.

The young man raised his head and looked at the other party sincerely: "I don't want to get involved in Kuang Zhan, but I don't want to leave Kuang Zhan either, so I am willing to give this box to Caesar and let him let us go, but after that, I think, Temporarily separate from everyone..."

"Ah? Why do you want to separate?" Yun Xi turned her head and asked anxiously.

The young man smiled helplessly, "We can't fight against Caesar Ross. He got this box. If he finds that I still have something to hide, he will definitely find ways to do it again. Now I am too weak, so I want to go Practice outside."

"When Mo Ziqing came to us, he said frankly that he had an old feud with Caesar Ross, and he also repeatedly assured that the box was not in the Mo family." The conversation between them made it clear one by one, "I originally suspected that he was lying." Now it seems that the guy is quite honest?

"He didn't lie. There were 12 members of the Knights Templar back then, and there were [-] identical boxes. Landis and the Mo family were one of them. However, I don't know exactly what happened in the middle... ...Since Caesar wants this box, it means that the things hidden in it are indeed very important, and may be related to the legendary Holy Grail..."

Mo Shao sat aside and listened quietly, his brows furrowed uncontrollably. He had a hunch: Mo Fan planned to reveal the secrets of the Holy Grail to the world, and Caesar Ross might secretly dig out the secrets of the Holy Grail. It's not working.

The more people who know about it, the more the secret is no longer a secret, but the more chaotic the situation, the more trouble Caesar will have, and they will have enough time to do their own thing.

The two sides talked for more than half an hour before Mo Fan got up and left. When he left, the three people in the room had completely believed his "nonsense". A contribution point from him is counted as a subsidy for training.

098 Tear off the camouflage

The so-called blue comes from blue and is better than blue, Mo Shao feels that his teacher can almost retire.

While gratifying, there is a little bit of regret and loss.

"Climacteric syndrome?"

"piss off."

"Mo Shao, after you woke up this time, your temper has really become more and more irritable."

"..." The black-haired sword spirit looked sideways slightly, his big black and white eyes squinted at the bald sword spirit who was four steps away from him, and raised his brows slightly.

The little bald head took another half step back alertly, and said softly, "I mean it, have you noticed..."

"Yeah." Mo Shao replied vaguely, "That's because you can't understand how I feel right now."

"The feeling of being lost?" the poet asked.

"..." is even more outrageous than this.

Mo Shao let out a sigh of relief, turned to the black fur ball circling around the boy, and changed the subject: "Since just now, it hasn't come to cling to you, why?"

The bald sword spirit patted his head in embarrassment, hugged the bald brain and turned his back to his little friend, sobbing silently: "Don't you have to listen to me, I'm only happy when I'm rejected?"

"Crying plush?" Mo Shao reached out his hand in bewilderment, and poked the back of the opponent's bald head. The next second, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and the black and furry guy jumped onto the bald sword spirit's head, lazily He yawned softly, then crouched down and curled up into a ball.

Mo Shao: "..."

poet:"……"

The teenager who was about ten steps away from the two was waving at them with a slight smile on his lips.

"Hey, you..." Son?The poet could no longer utter these two words, "Your brother calls you over."

"What nonsense." Mo Shao kicked the poet's ass, then walked towards the boy as if nothing had happened.

Judging people by their appearance is simply the behavior of a reckless man!There is no wisdom at all.

"Mo Shao, I want to go out for a while." The young man stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, whispering.

"Ah."

Mo Shao lazily responded, raised his eyelids, and met those beautiful black-purple eyes directly, his heartbeat unexpectedly missed half a beat, and he nodded calmly, "Go."

"go together."

"I am a bit tired."

"It hasn't recovered yet?"

The boy blinked in wonder, and stroked the other person's buttocks through his pants. He clearly remembered that he was very careful at that time, there was no tear or bleeding there, and——

"Hasn't it been three days? Will it still hurt?"

"..." Mo Shao went straight to Sparta. This is what happens after accidentally crossing the threshold. When discussing serious matters, one carelessness can turn the topic to another inconceivable and weird angle.

Before he could reply, the boy had already picked him up, put him on his lap, and made a gesture to take him off.