Marry Long Aotian

The sun and the moon are not seen in the forest, and the miasma is getting thicker and thicker. Except for the insect wood, no other living things can survive here.

It is like a poisoned apple in the desert. It looks alive at first glance, but inside it is the danger of death.

And it's very hot.

Even though Mo Yang was being carried on Yan Lingyun's back, his forehead and hair were soaked, and he was panting slightly.The slightly sweaty body had worn through the fabric, making him feel ashamed to be directly attached to the young man.

Before I knew it, my face turned red.Mo Yang felt uncomfortable physically and mentally, and his whole body was listless.

Yan Lingyun also sweated a little, Mo Yang turned his head and found some sweat stains behind his ears, so he kindly reached out and wiped them off for him.

The young man paused and turned his head.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yang laid his head on his shoulder, as if he was lifted out of the water.

His eyes were also a little dazed and watery.

Yan Lingyun turned her head and continued to move forward.

The forest was dead silent, only the sound of Yan Lingyun's footsteps.After walking for so long, he was not in a mess at all, his black boots stepped on the ground, he was light and vigorous, and the headband that tied his hair was pulled up in front, giving him a hint of youthful air.

His eyes were cold, but there was a pair of warm hands around his neck, and his cheeks were pressed against his back, destroying the indifference.

Yanling Yunjian had already hung on his waist, and he supported Mo Yang with both hands.

It seems casual, but also has a hint of ambiguity.

Mo Yang couldn't feel it, he was still panting, until Yan Lingyun freed his hand and handed him the wine gourd: "Take a sip."

The wine gourd contained wine, not water, but Mo Yang was extremely thirsty, so he took a small sip.

The wine was not spicy, but it was full of fragrance, Mo Yang couldn't help but took another sip, feeling much better.He felt that Yan Lingyun was also working hard, so he went around in front of him and held up the gourd: "Do you want to drink too?"

Yan Lingyun: "Yes."

He was about to take it when Mo Yang handed the wine gourd to his mouth, wanting to feed him.

Yan Lingyun stopped again.

"Drink." Mo Yang looked at him with black pupils, which were as clear and bright as before.He didn't know that he was already very close, his breath fell on the young man's neck, and his soft and warm fingertips pressed his collarbone, but he didn't know how to separate immediately, but climbed, pointing the mouth of the wine gourd to him.

Yan Lingyun bit the mouth of the gourd and drank it, the liquid flowed down her neck and got into her collar.

When he had had enough, he moved away.

Mo Yang gave himself another drink.

Just like this, Yan Lingyun took a sip, and he took a sip, gradually killing most of the time.When encountering flat ground, Yan Lingyun walked fast, and when encountering a relatively narrow hillside, he walked quickly.

Although the speed of the sprint is not as fast as the flying boat, it is extremely fast, leaping between the treetops.

Mo Yang thought to himself, does this belong to drunk driving?

Yan Lingyun drank a lot of wine, he was not drunk, and Mo Yang was almost confused, so he obediently returned the wine gourd to him, breathing out a mouthful of alcohol.

He couldn't help but ask, "Where are we going?"

"Go forward."

"Where is the future?"

Mo Yang only felt that all directions looked the same, obviously there was no detour, but it seemed to be spinning in circles.

"Can't we find our way back?"

"Ah."

Mo Yang got an affirmative answer, and he had a feeling in his heart that it really was so.How are they going to go back?If you're really trapped here for hundreds of years, it's better to eat and drink outside for a few years before you lose your hair.

Mo Yang quietly curled a lock of the young man's hair, feeling very confused about the future.

Yan Lingyun said, "I will go out."

"really?"

"real."

Mo Yang believed it, Yan Lingyun was the protagonist, he was right.

So he leaned on Yan Lingyun's back and nodded.

But such easy trust, in Yan Lingyun's eyes, seemed naive.In the cultivation world, the weak prey on the strong, and Mo Yang is like an innocent lamb in it.

Let him go back, can he really protect himself?

The young man thought in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged.

After getting the answer, Mo Yang calmed down, maintained a good style of not causing trouble for others, and tried his best to adjust himself when he felt uncomfortable, and only told Yan Lingyun when he couldn't bear it, and the two of them would stop and have a rest.

They didn't know how long they had been here, and they didn't meet a living creature. If Mo Yang was alone, he would probably go crazy.

So he unknowingly became a little more clingy.

Now he has no resistance to sticking with the protagonist. Of course, if Yan Lingyun is not a man but a girl, he will be happier.

But in Long Aotian's script, the heroine often sees her head but doesn't see her end. She has been in the secret realm for so long, let alone Ye Qiushui, and she has never met a slightly normal female supporting role.

To put it bluntly, there is only a female ferocious white ape and a little girl ghost.

Mo Yang complained silently in his heart.

……

The further they went, the more frequent attacks they encountered, most of them were red iron nematodes, and there were also other strange insects.

Sitting by the side, Mo Chao watched Yan Lingyun kill the bugs and was already numb, so he used a dagger to make up for any ones that could still move.

He asked 996 if he wanted bug corpses, but 996 turned his back on it and said, "It's so...it's hard to digest..."

Mo Yang felt that it was floating.

After a large insect swarm, Yan Lingyun took the initiative to stop and rest.

Seeing that he was showing signs of fatigue, Mo Chao took the initiative to collect a bunch of dead leaves, then lit them with Yanling Yunyu Perry's talisman paper, and added red beads to help the combustion, so he didn't worry about it.

Yan Lingyun: "Not bad."

Mo Yang smiled at him, seeing the young man wanted to sit down and meditate, he stopped him: "Wait a minute."

After finishing talking, Yan Lingyun tied the clothes that had been idle for a long time into a futon, found a relatively flat stone, and put the clothes-shaped futon on it.

"Sit here," Mo Yang patted his clothes bag, "Next time, remember to bring a futon, otherwise it will be so uncomfortable."

He thought for a while and said, "You rest, I'll watch over it for you."

Although he couldn't run away the monsters, he could wake up Yan Lingyun.

Yan Lingyun watched him busy and took a sip of his wine.

In the end, he still sat on Mo Yang's mind, holding the spirit stone in his hand and meditating cross-legged.He didn't reject Protector Mo Yang, but he also threw down a formation plate, placed it by the fire, inspired it with spiritual power, and a faint white light enveloped the square inch of the land.

Mo Yang hugged his knees and sat next to him, staring at the surroundings seriously.

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Although Mo Yang is a salty fish, he also has perseverance, and he can do what he wants to do if he works hard.

Otherwise, you will not be admitted to a good university.

During the few hours of Yan Lingyun's meditation, he didn't get distracted in the slightest. He kept carefully watching his surroundings, and he had to watch for a long time even when a leaf was moving.

After Yan Lingyun adjusted his breath and opened his eyes, he found that the boy was staring at a stone.

"What are you looking at?" He asked suddenly.

Mo Yang was taken aback, and quickly turned around, only to find that Yan Lingyun's expression was calm, with a faint smile on his lips, returning to his previous state.

He couldn't help being happy too, then thought of something, restrained his smile, and whispered to the young man, "I found that stone moving."

Although the movement was small, Mo Yang still noticed it.

He couldn't see his expression, it was like complaining.

Yan Lingyun looked away, raised his hand and sent out a sword aura, crushing the stone. As expected, there was a carapace Gu worm crouching underneath. It was found baring its teeth and opening its mouthparts. It wanted to escape but was overturned.

Then he couldn't turn over and spun around impotently and furiously on the spot.

Mo Yang felt that this bug was a bit stupid.

Yan Lingyun didn't bother to touch it anymore, so he stretched out his hand towards Mo Yang, and carried him on his back again.Although he wanted Mo Yang to rest for a while, but this place is dangerous and it is not suitable to stay for a long time.

Mo Yang had no objection, he put his hand around his neck familiarly, readying the Yanlingyun brand launcher to take off.

Because of the restoration of spiritual power, the young man's speed is faster than before.

While walking, he seemed to hear Yan Lingyun asking him, but Mo Yang couldn't hear clearly, so he said "Huh?"

Yan Lingyun repeated it again before he heard clearly that he was asking about his parents and family.

Mo Yang dragged: "I am an orphan."

Yan Lingyun asked a few more questions, but Mo Yang stumbled on the answers, so he stopped asking.

He said: "I am also an orphan."

Mo Yang: "Isn't the head of the sect master Immortal Elder? How good is the mercy sword sect." If he could be the head of the sect, he would eat eighteen dishes for a meal.

Yan Lingyun smiled lightly and didn't say much.

But Mo Yang asked him again: "Prince Immortal, is it possible to cultivate the Five Spirit Roots to become an immortal?"

He asked this question because he was thinking about how he would choose if he had the energy to change his body in the future.

Mo Yang couldn't take over the body of a living person, so he could only pick up corpses. The five spirit roots are the most common in the cultivation world, and he was most likely to pick up their corpses.

Of course, it would be best for 996 to help him rebuild a spiritual root, but that would require a lot of energy.

After a while, Yan Lingyun said: "Yes."

Mo Yang was very happy, as long as there is a precedent, there is hope at last.He also knows how difficult it is to cultivate the five spirit roots after reading novels, and the protagonist has to go through thousands of difficulties and dangers, so he is afraid that he will not be able to do it.

Although Wulinggen was very good in the end.

Yan Lingyun jumped up from the treetops, his body flowing gracefully, but the smile on his face disappeared completely.

Five spiritual roots, regardless of the upper and lower realms, there will be no one who will become a golden elixir, no one will survive a hundred thousand who will become a nascent soul, and there will be no one who will become a god.

There is only one person who has become a fairy in millions of years.

Mo Yang is the root of five spirits.

"After going back, I will start to practice." Yan Lingyun finally said.

Mo Yang nodded on the surface, but he thought in his heart, let's talk about whether to cultivate or not, now life matters.

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……

Another day passed, and there were only five days left before the opening of the exit.

They had roughly arrived at the central area of ​​the dense forest, and they were getting closer and closer to the place Yan Lingyun felt.The puddles on the ground have become small pools, and the rocks are getting bigger and mottled, and there are traces of artificial creation.

Mo Yang didn't know the main character's purpose, thought they were lost and couldn't get out, and he was ready to wait here for another hundred years.

But he never expected that he might not even be able to wait for the next opening time——

Because he was caught.

As soon as he entered the central area, the iron nematodes inhabiting the shade trees came out in droves, and Mo Yang was forced to go down to the ground and followed closely behind Yan Lingyun. The young man strangled the insects with his sword intent while leading him forward.

Although we tried our best to avoid puddles and walk on rocks, it was inevitable to step on the corners of puddles.

At this moment, a thin and dry black figure popped up in the black water behind Mo Yang, stretched out his sharp claws with lightning speed, covered his mouth and dragged him down——

Yan Lingyun suddenly turned around and swung his sword to kill the black shadow, but dozens of "black shadows" of all sizes jumped out of the surrounding at the same time!

It was just this one line difference, and Mo Yang was dragged into the black water. It was clearly a knee-high puddle, but he was connected to the black shadow and completely disappeared in it.

Not even a splash of water came out.

Yan Lingyun came a step late, and the sword pierced into the puddle, but it only sank into the mud and hit nothing.

"Hee hee hee hee——" The "black shadow" jumped out of the black water and climbed up the tree. It turned out to be a shriveled monkey monster with its ears standing up like wolves, and its eyes shone with cruelty and excitement. Guang continued to recklessly and cheerfully provoke this human monk who broke in by mistake.

Under their instructions, the nematodes temporarily retreated to the shade wood, but they would rush out again at any time.

Yan Lingyun pulled his sword out of the swamp, not being too lazy to talk nonsense, he cut open the shadowy tree occupied by all the monkeys with his sword, turned around with his sword intent, picked a monkey at random, killed it for public display, skinned it and threw it on the ground.

The demon monkey companion was unable to rescue him in time, so he squeaked angrily.

For a moment, the entire forest seemed to be creaking, and countless pairs of blood-red eyes appeared on the treetops of Yinmu. The number seemed endless, hanging on the branches and leaves, staring at the man in white standing on the black water with a sword.

Yan Lingyun drew a semicircle with his sword.

"court death."