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

Mo Motang wished he could pretend that he was dumb.

Zhao Wan didn't give him this chance, her gentle gaze quietly fell on his body, but it burned with an irresistible heat.

"Can you tell me?"

Reason tells Mo Motang that it is not possible, but the fact is that if he does not say anything, a rift may arise.

Don't talk about being angry, Mo Motang is almost out of breath.

Thinking about it carefully, Zhao Wan and Yue Xingxun are not attracted to each other in the original text, how could he have delusional thinking that the world line will change to such an extent.

It's his fault that he was fascinated by Zhao Wan's smile.

Shen Motang took a deep breath to adjust his chaotic heartbeat, and by the way to cheer himself up, he mustered up the courage to turn his head to face Zhao Wan.

But the moment they caught Zhao Wan's line of sight, they were defeated.

Why don't you question me more fiercely, so that I can feel better in my heart.

Involuntarily, he lowered his gaze, "I, I just thought of something bad."

Even he himself couldn't tell whether it was true or false.

But what can he say?

Said that he thought that Zhao Wan might form a Taoist couple with the protagonist Shou Yue Xingxun in the original text, so he became jealous?

Mo Motang couldn't explain it either, but whenever he thought of Zhao Wan being with someone else, he felt sore in his heart.

Especially after Zhao Wan's calm smile hit her.

If only it belonged to him.

At one point, he sincerely thought so.

This seemed very strange, as if the source of his dissatisfaction was simply because the person standing beside Zhao Wan was not him.

Is this the possessiveness that normal friends should have?

He didn't understand, so he could only understand this as a disordered thought after his brain was shocked.

"So, something is wrong."

This is also the result that Zhao Wan finally saw.

However, Zhao Wan rarely asked the bottom line, and then tried to sort out some irrationality, and still focused on one key point: "Then why is Yue Xingxun? Is it related to him?"

Mo Motang nodded, then shook his head again.

It is related, but that is the Yue Xingxun in the story line of the novel in his memory, and has nothing to do with the current Yue Xingxun, or at least temporarily.

Is Yue Xingxun Master Zhaowan now?no.

Yue Xingxun is already causing trouble and needs to seek Zhao Wan's help?Apparently not.

So as a common relationship with the same door, can't they meet?sure.

He has no reason to show expectations for Yue Xingxun, and willfully involve him in logic that has nothing to do with Yue Xingxun.

Thinking about this, Mo Motang shook his head again.

The doubts in Zhao Wan's eyes grew a little more.

Mo Motang didn't know how to explain it either, but he didn't want to lie to Zhao Wan either, how could he be unhappy because of Zhao Wan's deceitful behavior to him yesterday, which made him switch roles, how could he do it!

Although it seems that it can be said that it is not the same thing.

Mo Motang's heart began to feel heavy again, so heavy that he wanted to give up struggling.

However, he still heaved a sigh of relief and raised his eyes to meet Shang Zhaowan's gaze, as if he was going all out and said: "You have seen Yue Xingxun, right?"

After all, if there were no accidents, Zhao Wan brought Yue Xingxun to arrive during the general election.

Zhao Wan nodded truthfully, it was not just the disciple election, after that, he also met Yue Xingxun a few times.

And once, after meeting him by chance, Yue Xingxun rushed up, held up the Shuangyue Sect surveillance report he had written, and asked him what the Demon Sect was like.

He only corrected and said: It's Shuangyuezong.

Then Yue Xingxun looked at him with strange eyes.

Zhao Wan didn't understand what that meant, but he didn't care too much, and left after speaking, Yue Xingxun didn't catch up.

Seeing what Zhao Wan was thinking about, Mo Mo Tang leaned over to approach Zhao Wan, and stretched out a hand to gesture, "Then, does Ah Wan think he is special? The kind that shines and catches the eye."

Zhao Wan shook her head, in front of Shen Motang, Yue Xingxun, or anyone else, would only look ordinary.

Mo Motang let out a hiss and leaned back a little bit, feeling confused in his heart, and asked again unwillingly: "What about qualifications?"

Zhao Wan wanted to shake her head, but stopped after thinking about it, "It's still okay." He didn't look carefully.

It doesn't seem to be a very praiseworthy attitude, and it is probably within the "fair" range.

After all, it is only equivalent to the beginning of the original story line, so it is normal to feel this way.

But in Zhao Wan's words, didn't he see through this point before deciding to accept disciples?

Mo Motang became completely confused, "Then why do you want to accept him as a disciple?"

Zhao Wan didn't immediately ask him why he thought this way, but shook his head slowly, telling the truth, "It was my father's decision."

That is, the suzerain of Changtianzong.

Mo Motang was speechless, this was an unimagined path, no matter how it was said, it seemed to be far from the original text.

Could it be that it is just to ensure the node, if Zhao Wan does not take the initiative to accept it, let him accept it passively, and if he fails to be passive, at least ensure that the connection is no different from the original text?

Speaking of which, there is another one that serves as a reference - seeking jealousy.

Even if after the closure of the sect, Mijiu didn't have a relationship with Yue Xingxun according to the original text, it seems that there is something else as a substitute to stop Yue Xingxun from catching up with his disciple's general election.

——He got it from Zhu Yuansi.

In this case, can it be said that as long as Yue Xingxun's actions do not deviate from the main line, the connection between certain characters and Yue Xingxun can be said to be unnecessary?

It doesn't make sense either.

Mijiu can be easily replaced, but what about Zhaowan?

What can replace Zhaowan?

After all, no one can replace this man's combat power, otherwise, he would not have set up such a character as Yue Xingxun's bottom line, and thus reduced the performance opportunities of other characters.

Seeing that Mo Motang had already lost her mind, Zhao Wan suddenly asked, "What about Tangtang?"

Mo Motang snapped back to his senses, "Ah?"

Zhao Wan said calmly, "Yue Xingxun, has Tangtang had any contact with him?"

Shen Motang subconsciously shook his head, and immediately realized that Zhao Wan's confusion was still unresolved, and the question was just for testing.

After thinking about it, he raised his hand and pinched his fingers, "Let's put it this way, I calculated earlier that you would take Yue Xingxun as your apprentice."

In a sense, it is indeed true.

It is not impossible for Mo Mo Tang to practice dual cultivation of array weapons, especially magic weapons, even if he is going against the sky.

Zhao Wan quietly waited for him to continue.

Mo Motang coughed lightly, and said in a mysterious way: "But I think you are not very suitable, so I mentioned it, and then I will not count the things I counted."

As for why he didn't count, Zhao Wan couldn't be more clear, she nodded slightly, and accepted his statement.

Mo Motang sighed, and didn't notice any messy things affecting him, so he decided to tell the whole story about Zhao Wan's ending.

"That's just part of it. I figured that after accepting him as an apprentice, you will be in danger..."

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes were already pale, and his ears were buzzing, something strange happened.

This is the future that has not yet happened, and it is completely different from the "past" that has become a foregone conclusion regardless of the cause and effect.

It turned out that this was the reason for not stopping him just now.

It seems that he is still too early to rejoice.

I feel sick.

The hands under the table were clenched into fists, and the nails had already sunk into the palms. Mo Motang tried his best to keep his face calm, and continued: "Especially when..."

Zhao Wan felt something was wrong, and instantly pressed down his calculating hand, unintentionally, that hand was exerting force uncontrollably, and the knuckles were pale.

"say no more."

How could such a thing have no price?

However, Mo Motang stubbornly shook his head, since he wanted to say it, he had to say it clearly, otherwise his pain would be wasted in vain.

The pressure suddenly soared, Mo Motang grabbed his thigh with his backhand, twisted it hard, and struggled to say the most critical information through the gap between his teeth.

"...Ranhai..."

He seemed to be squeezed into a can, pressure from all directions kept pressing on him, breathing was painful, and the word "deep" could no longer be uttered.

The trembling sensation completely destroyed his bodily functions, and he could no longer support himself, so he lost his strength and fell to the side.

Zhaowan caught him.

"Tangtang! How are you Tangtang? Tangtang..."

Mo Motang wanted to tell him that he was fine, but he couldn't control himself at all.

Dozens of silver bracelets were fully powered, using all means to protect his safety.

The spiritual power belonging to Zhao Wan wrapped him up, isolated him from everything outside, tried to isolate everything that could hurt him.

Zhao Wan's chest is thick and warm, more reliable than any magic weapon formation, he almost closes his eyes here.

Wouldn't it hurt if I fell asleep?

He couldn't bear it.

He seemed, saw Zhao Wan's scarlet eyes, and also seemed, heard Zhao Wan's helpless roar.

A tear fell down the corner of his eyes, Shen Mo Tang exhausted all his strength, only holding Zhao Wan's skirt tightly, not letting him leave her.

"Don't... be afraid... wait for me... for a while..."

Zhao Wan hugged him tightly in her arms, almost rubbing him into her body with such force, as if in this way, his pain could be shared by him.

It was pure... worry.

Mo Motang curled the corners of her lips with great effort.

Although this scene was not what he wanted to see, he thought that he didn't need to be jealous of Yue Xingxun.

A bell sounded clear and crisp.

Immediately afterwards, countless bell tones were superimposed in an orderly manner, trembling with a certain inherent rhythm.

is useful.

The trembling gradually subsided, and Mo Motang's eyes finally regained color little by little, and the tip of his nose was full of Zhao Wan's breath, which made people feel at ease.

"Tangtang... Tangtang doesn't hurt..."

The low whisper was a little hoarse, Zhao Wan repeated it to him over and over again, comforting him over and over again, as if she was also comforting herself.

Shen Motang's nose was sour, and he almost cried on the spot.

The bell sounded repeatedly, and after repeated scrubbing, Mo Motang finally let Shen Tang feel his hands and feet.

Holding Zhao Wan with difficulty, Mo Mo Tang grinned and comforted with a breathy voice: "It's okay, it's not hurting anymore."

Zhao Wan's body was visibly stiff, but for some reason, he was uncharacteristically refusing to let go of him.

Mo Motang could feel his heartbeat, beating fast and powerful.

An Xin closed her eyes, Shen Mo Tang only felt a relaxation that she had never felt before, and took a deep breath of Zhao Wan's breath, the initial sense of panic seemed to have subsided, and gradually turned into calm.

Mo Motang enjoyed this moment of peace very much.

He knew that he didn't need to say anything more, Zhao Wan could already understand everything he said.

If Zhao Wan is destined to have a ambiguous relationship with Yue Xingxun, then as he said before, let someone else go to the depths of Huanhai with Zhao Wan.

But now, he was wondering if he should issue himself a boat ticket.

The author has something to say:

What kind of boat ticket do you want, let Ah Wan hold you Feifei! ! ! (violence)