Putting the right posture of the enemy [Rebirth]

Facing Moka whose painting style suddenly changed drastically, Lin Yan remained unmoved.

Is it possible that just saying "brother" can wipe out the previous things?impossible!

What's more, the current Moka obviously doesn't have any reason to control his behavior, and this sound is more like some kind of instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Of course, there is no "avoiding harm", but there is "seeking benefit", that is, to win Lin Yan's sympathy and let him relieve his pain.

However, after more than ten minutes of stalemate, Lin Yan's heart softened a little under Moka's increasingly aggrieved eyes.

He stroked the ball of light in front of him, trying to establish a short-term connection, and "inform" this ball of light formed by the condensed spiritual power of his thoughts.

I don't know why, but Lin Yan just has an intuition that this light group can understand his own thoughts.

The light group stretched out the "tentacle", circled around Lin Yan's fingertips, and then retracted.

Lin Yan hooked his lips, and said to Moka lightly, "Come here."

As if he had received an amnesty, Mo Ka suddenly wanted to rush over, but unexpectedly, he was blocked by a wall of light again!

It's that group of "spiritual power" that got in the way again!The completely instinctive Moka bared his long teeth at the wall.

If Guangqiang has self-awareness, it will definitely say: it has no blood vessels, so why should it be afraid of this blood race?

Lin Yan protruded a hand from the light wall, and put the palm on Moka's forehead, causing the manic Moka to stop all movements suddenly.

Lin Yan's mental power has recovered a bit, he slowly operated the mental power in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a warm feeling flowed into Moka's sea of ​​consciousness, making him squint his eyes comfortably, as if enjoying Seems like something.

Gradually, Moka's consciousness returned a lot, and the frenzy in his eyes faded a little, revealing a bit of clarity.

He still squinted his eyes, but he was not simply enjoying that feeling, but was looking at Lin Yan and the "light wall" in front of him.

Lin Yan did not completely "cure" Moka's "mania", but after feeling that it was almost the same, he suddenly withdrew his palm——

Feeling that the touch on his forehead was gradually dissipating, and the bloodthirsty desire in his heart hadn't been completely suppressed, Moka pursed his lips dissatisfied.

He thought about it, and then showed Lin Yan a "wronged" look. This time, he was really "acting" with a purpose.

"Stop acting, I'll know what you want when you stick your ass up." Lin Yan glanced at Moka lightly.

Mo Ka's face darkened immediately, one was that Lin Yan did not expect Lin Yan to speak in such a "vulgar" language, and the other was...

"Pout ass"?Why does it sound more and more like an adult teaching a kid a lesson? !

Moka looked back at Lin Yan coldly, which made Lin Yan sigh in his heart, feeling that when little Austin grew up, he really looked more and more like the one he met in his previous life, and became less and less cute.

Lin Yan thought so, but there was no extra expression on his face.He pointed to the seat behind Moka and said, "Sit."

Then, he took the lead and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Moka didn't know what Lin Yan was trying to trick, but he followed what Lin Yan said and sat down first.

Lin Yan nodded her chin, put on a leisurely posture, and looked at Moka quietly for a while before asking, "Does your head still hurt?"

Moka pursed his lips. Lin Yan's concern seemed to calm the mania in his heart. Although he didn't know the specific reason, it didn't rule out that he should seek more "care" to suppress the mania in his heart.

After measuring it in his heart, he chose a more exaggerated statement: "It hurts."

"Oh, that's it." Lin Yan said leisurely, his eyes narrowed slightly, covering the "little malice" that flashed away in his eyes: "Actually, I did it on purpose, to leave you with some pain." Sober and sober."

The anger in Moka's heart immediately went up, and the mania value also increased by several percentage points.

It's fine if Lin Yan doesn't show concern, but now he's obviously playing tricks on him!

He lowered his voice and said word by word: "You, actually, you dare..."

"Why don't I dare?" Lin Yan scorned Moka, "Could it be that I have to be your 'healing medicine' willingly? As soon as the convulsion attack occurs, come over and drink a few mouthfuls of my blood?"

Lin Yan directly described the sequelae of the Blood Emperor's Crown as "convulsions", not to mention, it was quite appropriate.

Moka took a few deep breaths, suppressing the boredom in his chest.He no longer "pretended to be pitiful", but asked directly and coldly: "Tell me, what do you want me to do, so that you are willing to help me."

"Is this the correct attitude for you to ask others to help you?" Lin Yan raised his eyebrows, and the "spiritual power ball" in front of him also jumped a few times in front of Moka as if responding. Jumping, obviously a "flaunting power" look.

Moka stared at the mental power ball and narrowed his eyes: "No one has ever dared to threaten me."

"Then I'll make this 'No.1'." Lin Yan replied with a smile.

Moka stared at Lin Yan for a long time, pursed his lips, turned his head, and stopped looking at Lin Yan and the hateful "light ball", his tone was a bit awkward, and he said in a cold voice: "Please... Suppress the mania."

Lin Yan sighed softly, and after a few minutes of silence, he said in a calm tone: "Xiao Ting, I know you don't...hate me as much as you have shown. Even before I tell the truth, you He also helped me out again and again, and saved me in that place full of ghost vines... I know how badly I was injured that time. If you hadn't treated me first, I'm afraid I would have confessed that I was there There."

"I just want to know why you have changed so much since you came back from that place full of ghost vines. What did you do there? It is definitely not normal for you to change like this, let alone be manic on a regular basis Symptoms...Xiao Ting, I don't want to order you to speak out now, but I hope you can face up to this problem - the changes in your body are definitely not good changes."

"I have obtained more powerful power, so why is it not a good change?" Moka retorted lightly, "Lin Yan, as I said, I am no longer the unarmed blood cub, and I no longer need I know what I am doing for your unnecessary concern. If you can help me cure my mental disorder this time, then I will no longer pursue your betrayal of me."

Lin Yan felt a little pain in his heart, and he didn't know if it was for the former Moka or for himself.

He calmed down, stretched out his hand, and placed it on Moka's head.

Moka was stunned, feeling a little suffocated for no reason.

"Xiao Ting, I can help you cure your headache symptoms, and even in the future, when your mental power becomes disordered, I can help you sort out... But, the relationship between us...whether it is friendship or other things What, let's stop here. Since you don't need it, I don't want it anymore. Don't always think about drinking my blood. I don't have the habit of being used as "food" by others. Besides, you know very well, If I want to cure your headache, I don't need to use my own blood at all..."

Lin Yan paused, then sighed slightly again, "How about this 'deal', is it reasonable?"

Following what Lin Yan said, Mo Ka's heart sank inch by inch.

Between him and Lin Yan, there was only a "deal". Lin Yan helped him cure his headache symptoms, while he canceled Lin Yan's abandonment of him.

Could it be that he is against Lin Yan again... As soon as Moka had such a thought, the sealing power of the Blood Emperor's Crown in the Sea of ​​Consciousness suddenly resisted strongly, making his headache instantly intensified, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Xiao Ting, what's wrong with you?" Lin Yan hurriedly supported Mo Ka's shoulders, and for a moment, he forgot what he just said.

Moka suddenly grabbed Lin Yan's wrist and pulled Lin Yan into his arms.

Although this practice made Moka's head hurt even more, he locked Lin Yan stubbornly and tightly. The more his head hurt, the tighter he locked him, as if he was carried by that force. .

"Xiao Ting..." Lin Yan snorted, feeling that his waist was going to be broken.

Moka closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly in pain.

"Brother...please...don't abandon me again..."

While fighting against that force, Morka murmured a word that even he himself did not realize.

At the same time, a hot tear suddenly fell on Lin Yan's neck, making Lin Yan froze suddenly.