Salted Fish Demon Zun refuses to work overtime [Transmigration Book]

Zhao Wan is now regretting her refusal to leave, looking across dozens of miles towards Mo Mo Tang.

Seeing Mo Motang was extremely speechless.

It's hard to talk.

Let him stay and shake his head, let him go but he refuses, the long-term love has regressed but he is stuck here, I really can't figure out what I want to do.

The range of Shen Motang's consciousness is similar to that of Changqing, and he also can't reach the other party. Standing beside Shen Motang is actually staring blankly, but knowing that Zhao Wan is outside the range of his consciousness, it is really a bit irritating.

So he suggested: "My lord, let me go and have a look."

Mo Motang turned his head to one side, stared at it for a long time, then turned his whole body around, looked Mi Jeu up and down, a "good" word stuck in his throat and before he could make a sound, he fell off the wall neatly.

Even the gods couldn't stop their feet from slipping.

The two small earthquakes happened at the same time in the depths of two completely different pairs of pupils, not because of anything else, but because Shen Motang fell down on his unpretentious buttocks in front of their eyes.

Physiological tears instantly filled the eye sockets, and the thick eyelashes were immediately stained with moisture, trembling slightly uncontrollably, and the sense of grievance was ready to come out.

Both looked stiff.

By coincidence, the two looked at each other across the air, and they both moved their eyes tacitly.

Miju still couldn't see Zhaowan's state.

Shen Motang sniffed, and finally held back the tears, and then his completely stunned brain began to turn again.

Terrible, fell outside the Shuangyue Sect.

Now he couldn't see Zhao Wan's situation at all, he forced himself to get up from the ground, and turned his head to look for Miju, who would have thought that Miju had already moved far away to another place in just this short time. On the wall, he didn't even give him a glimpse of the corner of his sight, pretending to be deep and looking there.

The acting skills are too bad!

Sighing and looking at the courtyard wall, I just feel that it is extremely tall, a lot higher than it looks from the inside, at least [-] meters, and it is indeed such a surprise to build a house on a slope.

But this surprise made him unable to reach it even if he tried to struggle to get in.

Mo Motang decided to choose an easier solution, and said loudly, "Seeking jealousy!"

Miju had no choice but to turn around to look at him, and knew that what he said was wrong, so he said directly: "What's the matter, my lord?"

Mo Motang stretched out his hand, "Pull me up."

Seeking jealousy: "..."

Be honest.

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Zhaowan finally followed Changqing to Shuangyuezong. Another way of saying it is that Zhaowan Yujian flew ahead with the old man on his shoulders, and Changqing chased after him exhaustedly.

That being said, it's not really a follow.

And after tossing and tossing for a long time here, Miju finally brought Mo Motang back to the wall.

This matter could have been very simple, just a matter of squatting down and stretching out a hand, but Mijiu really doesn't want to touch Mo Motang, if he grabs his wrist through his clothes, he will add up to ten bracelets with his two arms hinder.

After a stalemate for a while, Mo Motang couldn't bear it anymore and shouted the person down directly, and was brought up by clutching Mijiu's shoulders.

Mo Motang had just let go of Mijiu and stood firm, and before he had time to release his consciousness to check the situation, Zhaowan was blowing in front of him like the wind, Yujian was hovering.

Before Shen Shentang could react, Miju's fist rushed towards Zhaowan wrapped in a wave of heat.

The fist wind brushed against Shen Tang, and the invisible flame almost burned his face. Subconsciously, Shen Tang hid back.

So Mo Motang slipped his foot and fell off the wall again.

Also subconsciously, Zhao Wan turned around and wanted to hold him back, but was blocked by the barrier he had set up in advance, a crackling burst of sparks and lightning instantly scorched Zhao Wan's sleeves.

Zhao Wan was slightly stunned, watching Shen Mo Tang fall, and at the same time received Mi Jey's fist forcefully.

Everything happened in just a moment, and in the next moment, Mo Motang stood on the ground intact.

Looking up again, although both of them maintained strange postures, their eyes turned towards him with unknown surprise.

Mo Motang didn't know what they were surprised about. Falling once was enough to embarrass him, so why did he think he would fall again?

What's more, the direction he fell this time was within the sect, and his cultivation is still there.

His eyes fell on the fist that Mijiu slammed on Zhao Wan's body, he thought that Mijiu was really reckless, and then gave Mijiu another look.

Be good, let's get Mr. first, don't hurt him.

Miju snorted coldly, retracted her fists and walked to the side, Changqing, who was finally chasing after her, stepped in between the two on the wall.

"Your Highness!"

Mo Motang nodded, beckoned the two of them to come down first, then turned to Zhao Wan, "He's awake."

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The old man's surname is Song Mingbai. He is 79 years old this year. Except for his gray hair and beard, which shows that he is not young, he has no old man's appearance.

Mo Motang asked Xiang Changqing in a low voice and found out that the old man also practiced for a while when he was young, but he gave up quickly because of his limited talent, so he is much stronger than ordinary people.

Mo Motang can understand the idea of ​​long love. After all, it is a book of the devil religion. The first thing is to be able to endure tossing, otherwise the little devils will be angry in two days.

Song Bai knew Zhaowan and was very talkative, and when Zhaowan asked the beginning, all the rest came out.

In general, Mr. Song really spent money to invite him for a long time, and he really knew that he was going to teach a group of demons, and he did agree to the proposal of a long time to carry people back to the clan.

These were all admitted by Song Bai himself, Zhao Wan put the person on the sword just in case, the distance is so close, Zhao Wan knows very well whether Song Bai has lied or not.

Zhao Wan knew that she had misunderstood, and turned around to apologize to Changqing, but unexpectedly, the small expression of Changqing's complacency hadn't been fully revealed, and something happened.

Song Bai's waist bent down a little in an instant, and he suddenly appeared old, and his voice changed, and he suddenly said, "Who are you?"

Turning his suddenly cloudy eyes to Shen Mo Tang's side again, "Son, why are you here?"

Several people froze together.

Mo Motang looked at Mr. Song who was trying to pull Zhao Wan's belt, and struggled to squeeze out a few words, "Dementia?"

Three eyes fell on him at the same time, and Shen Motang turned to look at Changqing, "Change someone else, his onset time is not fixed, we can't guarantee his safety."

Changqing wanted to argue, but Song Baiwu took a step forward.

Zhao Wan quickly stopped the person with quick eyes and hands, and the spiritual power under her feet instantly strengthened, but Song Bai suddenly turned around and jumped towards the wall.

Zhao Wan noticed that the person was already in the air, and before his outstretched hand touched him, the other sleeve was scorched by the ruthless thunder and lightning. The rich spiritual power hit the barrier, and the lines were agitated, showing the abruptness of Song Bai's feet. The array that appeared.

The old man's skill is good, he landed on the wall steadily, Shen Motang heaved a sigh of relief, wishing he could applaud and cheer.

Zhao Wan looked at the formation that had disappeared, and at Mo Mo Tang who was focusing all his attention on Song Bai, but had no choice but to withdraw his hand angrily.

But Song Bai's destination is not the wall, jumping up is just a process, at the moment he is staring at Mo Motang with dull eyes.

Silent Tang thumped in his heart.

Sure enough, the old man suddenly shouted excitedly: "Baby!"

He raised his legs again while speaking.

Mo Motang only felt a shock from the back of his spine rushing straight to Tianling Gai, and said quickly: "Don't move! You must not move, I will go up to find you."

Taking advantage of Song Bai's inattention, Changqing had already reached the wall next to Song Bai, and waited for Shen Motang to stabilize him and catch him first.

After the onset of the disease, Song Bai saw how kind and friendly Shen Tang was, and when he saw that Shen Tang was anxious, he actually stopped, but leaned his whole body towards him as hard as possible, and waved, "Come, come."

Mo Motang nodded, "Come here, just wait for me."

This is also a signal for long-term love. The precisely controlled magic energy has already turned into silk and spread around Song Bai's body. As soon as the signal came out, a small amount of the drug evaporated, Song Bai slowly yawned, and fell asleep successfully as soon as his body softened.

Chang Qing hurriedly rushed up to pick him up, and Shen Motang asked him to take Song Bai to rest. When Chang Qing turned a corner and disappeared from sight, he felt relieved and looked at Zhao Wan behind him.

Zhao Wan didn't express any objection to their actions, but he didn't let down his vigilance for a moment, ready to rush and rob them at any time.

Anyway, it made Zhao Wan see how powerful he is, as long as he doesn't cause trouble to him, he doesn't mind him standing there.

Mo Motang raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, his clear purple eyes curved into nice arcs. He is very beautiful, but also a bit small. After many years of adulthood, he still maintains the youthful feeling of seventeen or eighteen years old. His smile makes people feel unreasonable It feels sweet.

"I'll have someone send him back when he wakes up. Do you want to wait?"

He had calculated that Zhaowan had a lot of things to do, and he would definitely not waste his time here. Everything was just a small revenge of bad intentions.

But what he didn't expect was that, with a flick of his eyes, Zhao Wan raised his sword and slashed at the barrier, letting Dianguang and Jianguang collide and tear, lifted his clothes and flying hair, and landed gently in front of him.

"Wait."