Every day with the protagonist, I lose my morals

"Little Jue, Xiao Jue, you're Xiao Jue all day long, brat, you've lost your life, and you're still thinking about Xiao Jue, it's your little Jue who almost killed you, why are you so stupid!" the voice said. It belongs to Lang Yuncheng.

Lang Yanshu paused, with a slightly surprised expression on his face.

Fourth Uncle's tone sounded a little strange... How should I put it, it was sour.

Lang Yanshu's expression became subtle.

Lang Yanqi is a little bastard, from childhood to adulthood, except for himself as the big brother, cousins, cousins, and even seniors, everyone has suffered from him and refuses to play with him.

I have a mild temper and rarely accompany him, but this fourth uncle, who is not related to the Lang family, has liked him since he was a child.

Lang Yanshu still remembers the year when Lang Yanqi was born, his fourth uncle hugged his white and tender body and couldn't put it down. He took him to play with him and gave him delicious food. Teach him without hesitation.

Fourth uncle treated him even closer than his biological parents.Lang Yanqi also seems to be spoiled by him, and he has been with him all day long. The relationship between the two is not so much an elder and a junior, but more like a friend.

However, Lang Yanqi has a mixed personality, and Lang Yuncheng has a bit of a temper. Sometimes the two will fight when they disagree. For this reason, Lang Yanqi has been beaten by his fourth uncle since he was a child, but these cannot affect his fourth uncle.对他的喜爱，甚至两人的关系只会越揍越好，真是奇怪的一对。

Lang Yanshu smiled and shook his head, and sure enough, after a while, he heard Lang Yanqi's yelling from the room: "Be gentle! Be gentle! Fourth Uncle, I have been injured so badly that I don't know the severity at all." , Ouch, it hurts!"

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?" Lang Yuncheng was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand, his face full of worry.

Lang Yanqi covered his heart and lay on the bed, blinking at the little boy nestled on his pillow, with a sly expression on his face.

The little girl meowed softly, and stretched out her paw to scratch his face.

"Little boy, don't make trouble." Lang Yuncheng frowned and scolded, pressed the Langyan chess, and said in a low voice: "Could it be that the residual poison is still unclear?"

Aggrieved, the little boy retracted his little meaty claws, tilted his head to watch Langyan chess, and stared at him with a pair of glazed eyes.

Lang Yanqi got up and patted his chest: "It doesn't hurt anymore! Fourth Uncle, where is Xiao Jue? You didn't do anything to him, did you?"

Lang Yuncheng glared at him: "When I wake up, it's Xiaojue Xiaojue. Is it possible that I can still eat your little Jue?"

"Maybe, you have such a hot temper." Lang Yanqi muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?"

"I said fourth uncle, you are personable, handsome and unrestrained, unparalleled in the world!"

Lang Yuncheng: "..."

"So, what about Xiao Jue?"

Lang Yuncheng: "..."

"Fourth Uncle..." Lang Yan looked at him eagerly, almost wagging his long tail behind him.

"He's in the prison."

"What? You locked him up?" Lang Yanqi suddenly jumped up.

"He murdered the second young master of the Lang family. If he didn't kill him, he would be doing him a favor." Lang Yuncheng calmly pressed him back on the bed.

"He didn't poison me at all."

"Why are you so sure it's not him?" Lang Yuncheng gave him a dissatisfied look, really wanting to rush out and pinch that brat Shen Mojue to death right now.

Shen Mojue in the Immortal Prison: Hey, why do you suddenly feel the chill behind you?

"Intuition." Lang Yanqi said with certainty.

Lang Yuncheng sneered: "You protect him, and your elder brother also protects him. What's so good about that brat, is it worth the two sons of the Lang family protecting him like this?"

Lang Yanqi clenched his fist, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Of course you don't know Xiaojue's good fourth uncle..."

Lang Yuncheng was so angry that he almost overturned him and beat him up.

"You are not allowed to see that little Jue in the future!"

"Ah? Fourth uncle, you are too domineering..."

……

……

The voice gradually faded away, and Lang Yanshu walked out of the corridor.His little brother is alive and kicking again, and it's time to see the brat.

It's been so long, and such a big disaster has happened again, the brat must be frightened.

Lang Yanshu shook his head with a smile, and walked towards the fairy prison. As soon as he walked into the fairy prison, he saw a shocking scene.

Shen Mojue, who was sitting in the magic circle, had a dull expression on his face, and was holding up the dagger he gave him to his heart.Lang Yanshu's heart beat violently, and out of instinct, he raised his hand and swung a spell, knocking down the dagger in his hand.

With a bang, the dagger fell to the ground with a crisp sound.Shen Mojue turned his head suddenly, his eyes widened, watching him walking towards him like a ghost.

Lang Yanshu saw that his body was full of aura, and the Ju Lingzhu was floating on top of his head. He swept it away with his spiritual sense, and sure enough, the brat had successfully built his foundation.

This is truly astounding progress.

Shen Mojue looked at him, then at his hand, and finally set his eyes on the dagger on the ground.

He almost killed himself!

What he saw just now was a hallucination, his former girlfriend appeared in the hallucination, he stabbed his girlfriend, and was seduced by her, almost died with her.

But why do these hallucinations occur?Isn't he practicing?

Looking at his expression full of fear and shock, Lang Yanshu probably guessed something, he reached out and rubbed Shen Mojue's half-length hair, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, it's just a demon that interferes with you when you advance. "

"Demon?" Shen Mojue repeated with a trembling voice.

"Yes, the heart demon, it will turn into the thing you want or fear the most in your heart, bewitch you, arouse your fear, deceive you, if there are weak-minded people, they will be confused by it and go to a dead end , fell on the way of cultivating immortals."

The inner demon is the thing you most want and fear the most.He returned to the day when he broke up with Si Tian in hallucinations, because he didn't want to lose Si Tian from the bottom of his heart, he wanted a chance to start again, but this was just a dream.

He killed Si Tian because he saw the devil on Si Tian's back. He felt that Si Tian left him because he was bewitched by the devil. He wanted to get rid of the devil, but killed Si Tian by mistake.

Si Tian wanted him to die with her, and he was willing, so he still cared so much about Si Tian... Si Tian scolded him right in his hallucination, he was a mouse living in the sun, pretending to be heartless, but in fact Desolate and hesitant, inferior and cowardly, he is afraid that others will see through the inferiority complex in his heart.

He has been an outcast abandoned by his parents since he was born, and even his parents think his existence is superfluous...

He is a superfluous existence, no matter for which time and space, his existence is worthless, even in this Fenglaishan Lang's house, he seems so out of place.

Shen Mojue lowered his head in low self-esteem, sadly wanting to dig a hole to hide and live the life a mouse should live.

"Xiao Jue." Lang Yanshu squatted down beside him, calling his name in a gentle voice.

Shen Mojue looked up at him, but saw that his eyes were soft and warm like the sun, staring at him closely, giving him an illusion that his existence was needed.

I only heard Lang Yanshu said: "No matter what you see in the illusion, it is just a demon. The demon is very cunning and will take advantage of loopholes. It will infinitely magnify people's emotions. Become a devastating blow, so you don't have to care about everything you see and hear in the illusion, just be yourself."

Shen Mojue was taken aback for a moment, but felt that his voice was very pleasant, like a mountain spring flowing through an empty valley, and a spring breeze blowing across a grassland.

He stared blankly at Lang Yanshu, not understanding that the man in front of him practiced the way of ruthlessness, but he could release so many emotions.

In the ruthless way, isn't it true that the seven emotions and six desires are all gone, and there is nothing in the eyes?

Lang Yanshu suddenly curled his lips into a smile: "It won't be such a small blow that will make you unable to hold your head up, and you will never recover from it, right? This is not like the Shen Mojue I know."

Shen Mojue was silent for a moment. He recalled what Lang Yanshu said, and felt that what he said made sense.

The inner demon is just a demon in the heart. People have emotions and desires, and it is impossible to be free from distracting thoughts. In the final analysis, he did not take Si Tian's matter seriously.

Really, it's been so long since we broke up, and I have traveled through time, so what's the point of not forgetting.Forget it, let it go, Si Tian deserves a better man, and she, with such a big gold finger, fell into this time and space, maybe it was God's arrangement.

Alas, isn't it just a girlfriend? There are beauties everywhere in this world. Are you afraid that you won't be able to kidnap one of them?Hmph, he not only wants to abduct one, but also abducts a group, he wants all the beautiful girls.

You must unswervingly run towards the road of the stallion!Only in this way can he be worthy of his time travel, his golden finger!Girls, here I come!

Thinking that there would be a large wave of girls running towards him in the future, Shen Mojue's face suddenly became joyful, and he became lively again in an instant.But soon he became embarrassing, because he remembered one thing, his grievances had not been washed away, let alone the girl, it was still a question of whether he could get out of Lang's house alive!

He turned his head and looked at the Langyan book beside him.

Seeing that he had regained his vitality, Lang Yanshu had a faint smile on his lips: "Okay, now it's time to get down to business."

Shen Mojue knew what he was referring to, and immediately swore to the sky: "Then the Asura grass is really not me, I swear, I haven't found the Asura grass in the "Hundred Herb Collection" you gave me!"

"Well, I believe you."