Every day with the protagonist, I lose my morals

After making the decision, Shen Mojue changed the direction of Feijian, and decided to go to a small town in the world of cultivating immortals first, to inquire about the location of Fu's family while hiding his tracks.

As for the Langyan book...

Shen Mojue thought, he was so smart, maybe he could guess that he would go to Fu's house.But the world is so big that he can't live in hiding all his life. If the Fu family can accept him as a disciple, with the protection of the Fu family, he will no longer have to worry about the threat of Lang Yanshu.

After all, the Lang family is powerful again, and now Lang Yanshu has left the Lang family. Without this prominent family background, he is just an ordinary monk in the alchemy period.

The flying sword passed through the clouds quickly, and the morning sun rose from the east. The vast light instantly lit up every corner of the world, and the sea of ​​fog between the mountains was instantly covered with a light golden halo. Looking at it from the perspective of Shen Mojue, Going down, the golden waves are rolling, and the world is boundless.

Shen Mojue couldn't help but let out an admiration.

Going forward, I could faintly hear human voices coming from the world below.Shen Mojue drove the flying sword to fall outside the small town, raised his hand to recall the Tianji sword, and hung it on his waist.

Mao Mao crawled out of the spirit animal bag, sat on his shoulder, and watched people coming and going curiously.

Shen Mojue walked into a restaurant, ordered some spiritual vegetables, picked up chopsticks and ate with Mao Mao, and when paying, he asked the waiter about the Fu family by the way.

"You can't go to the Fu family now, there is a big mess in their house." The man shook his head, very disapproving.

Shen Mojue was startled, and then asked: "What's the big trouble?"

"Alas..." The man sighed, "The second young master of their family has rebelled. He not only killed the head of the Fu family, but also stole the God of Cookery recipe. The Fu family is in a mess now."

Shen Mojue was surprised: "There is such a thing? What happened to the second young master?"

The man shook his head: "He ran away, and he hasn't been found yet."

"The God of Cookery recipe..." Shen Mojue murmured.

"Young Master, you don't know what the God of Cookery recipe is?"

Shen Mojue shook his head: "I would like to hear the details."

"It is said that in ancient times, there was a great god called the God of Cookery. He has powerful mana and can cook the most delicious food in the world. What's even more powerful is that whoever eats the food he cooks will prolong the life of ordinary people, and those who cultivate immortals will be promoted. God of Cookery Before returning to hermitage, I personally wrote a cookbook, which was the God of Cookery cookbook. Later, the God of Cookery cookbook fell into the hands of the Fu family, and the Fu family realized the cultivation method of using food to enter the Tao. Looking at the world of immortality, for thousands of years, Fu Those who have ascended to the top of their lineage are far beyond those of other families."

"So powerful?" Shen Mojue sighed twice, "The head of the Fu family should be the father of the second son, right?"

The clerk sighed: "That's right, it's the father of the second son. It's a pity, because of a cookbook, father and son turned against each other, and brothers killed each other..."

Shen Mojue also shook his head and sighed for a while, after paying the money, he walked out of the restaurant with Mao Mao in his arms.

Now there is no need to rush out of the Zhongzhou boundary, after all, it is the realm of cultivating immortals, if Lang Yanshu really found him, he probably wouldn't dare to mess around.Shen Mojue deliberately walked towards crowded places, found the largest inn in the town, and asked for a room.

Generally, there are high-ranking monks sitting behind such inns, and the people who come to the inn basically don’t dare to cause trouble, and each room has a special magic circle, except for the people who live in the house, other people want to break into it. It's not easy either.

The magic circle can not only shield the aura of the monks, but the more expensive room can also be used as a small training room.

Shen Mojue could clearly feel the change of his mood in the past few days, calculated the time, and felt that it was time to form the alchemy.Originally, his foundation was not stable, so he shouldn't have formed the alchemy so early, but now he really needs more powerful power.

The shopkeeper handed him a wooden sign and called a man to take him upstairs.After Shen Mojue turned and left, a person walked in from outside the inn. The person was wrapped in a black cloak, only showing a pair of eyes.

The shopkeeper only looked up at him, but he didn't show much inquiry or surprise.There are a lot of strange people and strange things in the world of cultivating immortals. People like this, who are unwilling to reveal their true colors, can always meet several people a day.

"I want a room, it's next to the young man just now." The visitor's voice was slightly hoarse, but his hand was generous. As soon as he finished speaking, there were already two high-grade spirit stones on the table in front of the shopkeeper.

"Okay, okay." Whoever has money will refuse, the shopkeeper immediately put on a smile, and called the assistant to lead the person upstairs.

The man walked into the room, and after the waiter left, he walked over and closed the door, then turned around and took off the cloak on his body, revealing a handsome face.

It is Lang Yanshu.

That night, Shen Mojue didn't know what tricks he used, but he couldn't move his whole body, he couldn't even think, he could only watch helplessly as he left his side, and ran away without looking back.

He lay on the bed for a long time, the time passed bit by bit, the surrounding was very quiet, and the sound of insects could be faintly heard in the dark night.

Anger swept through his internal organs, and the reluctance made him lose his mind. During the period when he lost his action, he frantically sketched in his mind the punishment method for catching Shen Mojue.

However, when he regained the ability to move freely and found Shen Mojue, he hesitated.

He stood quietly in the bamboo forest, watching Shen Mojue sitting on the ground with his eyes closed.

He didn't know what he dreamed about, but a look of panic appeared on his tired face, he let out a low whimper, and struggled uneasily.

All the anger dissipated in an instant, and Lang Yanshu just stood there, not knowing whether to step forward to appease him, or turn around and leave.

The root of all Shen Mojue's fear comes from himself, although Lang Yanshu doesn't want to admit this fact.If he disappeared from his life, maybe he would live happily and unrestrainedly, instead of being like a mouse, hiding and hiding, even when he was tired, he didn't dare to sleep peacefully.

Lang Yanshu fell into deep thinking.

Maybe he used the wrong method. The patience and gentleness at the beginning didn't impress Shen Mojue. Shen Mojue fled, so he became angry and felt deeply hurt. Like a madman, he abandoned all the gentleman's style and became unscrupulous , became cloudy and uncertain.

He trapped Shen Mojue, making him live in his own shadow every day, watching his face carefully.He knew that Shen Mojue was afraid, and understood his panic, but he just refused to let go.

He was paranoid and extreme, arrogant and conceited, thinking that he could control everything about Shen Mojue, but he didn't know that Shen Mojue had never been happy, and how could he ever be happy.

He has come to a desperate situation, one step forward, it is the eternal doom of two people, and one step back, it is the eternal doom of him alone.

He was trapped to death in the obsession he had woven, until Shen Mojue called out a name in his sleep - Yan Shu.

When Xiao Jue called him, her cheeks were pink, and her voice was full of sweetness and shyness that he had never heard before.Lang Yanshu excitedly looked at the man leaning against the bamboo, his eyes closed, his whole body trembling with excitement, calling his name over and over again.

He called him so intimately and passionately in his dream.

He begged himself in the dream, without fear, without confusion, let alone guard and disgust, only full of wishes.

Lang Yanshu can almost confirm that Shen Mojue's dream at this moment must be full of beautiful spring scenery, and he is the protagonist in his dream.

Listening to him calling his name over and over again, Lang Yanshu felt that his whole heart seemed to be gently smeared with a layer of honey, and the sweetness soaked into the bone marrow, making his whole body warm as if soaked in one Wang Chunshui.

Xiaojue...

He echoed his cry in his mind.

He didn't go forward, just because he wanted to hear more calls like this.

He didn't show up until Shen Mojue woke up from the dream. Instead, he carefully hid his tracks and followed Shen Mojue all the way, silently hiding aside, watching his every move.

He thought, maybe he used the wrong method, fortunately, there is still time.It's not that Xiao Jue doesn't have him in his heart, he just refuses to admit it. He believes that as long as he has enough patience, one day, Xiao Jue will accept it.

But now, he just needs to follow Xiao Jue and silently stand behind him to protect him.

Lang Yanshu sat down at the table, thinking of Shen Mojue blushing subconsciously calling his name, the sweetness came to his heart again, he couldn't help it anymore, and smiled slightly.

This inn is one of the important plot lines, and it is in this inn that the protagonist meets Hua Qianyan, the third confidante in his life.

It's not that she's not jealous, it's just that the existence of Hua Qianyan is related to the ownership of Cyclamen from the Sea.Xiaojue is so keen on food, she will definitely not want to miss Haihai Cyclamen.

As long as you look closely, I believe that Hua Qianyan will be just like Lu Yueli An Susu, just a passerby.

Shen Mojue next door checked the magic circle in the room, and after confirming that there was no problem, another small magic circle formed on the bed, and after preparing all the pills, he began to prepare for the formation.

It's just that forming a pill is no small matter. In normal times, Shen Mojue would not be so impatient, but this time is different from the past, he must seize every minute and every second.Fortunately, he also has a foodie system, and he has accumulated a lot of experience points, which makes it much more convenient for him to form alchemy than ordinary monks.

Every time a monk advances, he will encounter inner demons, which are related to his state of mind. As for whether he can safely overcome the temptation of inner demons, it all depends on the individual's level.

Shen Mojue vaguely remembered the last time when Si Tian appeared in his heart demon when he was advanced. At that time, he had just broken up with him, and it was not surprising that he would have a heart demon because he couldn't let go of Si Tian. This time... maybe There will be a book of langyan.

Shen Mojue had a headache, and didn't know what kind of hideous appearance Lang Yanshu would appear in his inner demons this time.

He sighed and thought, Brother Lang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ruin your image.

If possible, he really doesn't want the demon to be Lang Yanshu this time, after all, he just had a sexual dream with Lang Yanshu as the main character.

Thinking of that erotic dream, Shen Mojue felt deeply guilty and ashamed.