"Xiao'er, go away first, and I will blow up this coffin." Mo Junlan narrowed his eyes.
Ling Xiao heard the words and walked away immediately.
Two little paper figures also floated out of the coffin.
"It turns out that paper is also greedy for life and fear of death." Mo Junlan glanced at the two little paper figurines lightly.
The two little paper figurines seemed to understand Mo Junlan's words, and then they danced and even twisted their waists from time to time.
"Is this a sperm?" Mo Junlan couldn't help blinking.
Although he can make those little paper figurines move, those little paper figurines still cannot have the same intelligence as normal creatures.
And the reason why those little paper figurines can move is only because they are supported by his strength.
Once the power he put on the little paper figurine is exhausted, then the little paper figurine will fall directly and cannot move again unless he injects power into the little paper figurine again.
"Didn't Brother Junlan make them dance the square?" Ling Xiao tilted his head slightly and looked at Mo Junlan.
"How could I let them do such boring things?" Mo Junlan pouted.
Ling Xiao, "..."
"But Xiao'er, how did you see that they were dancing the square?" Mo Junlan stared at Ling Xiao's face.
"Their movements are basically the same as those people dancing on TV." Ling Xiao said without changing his expression.
As if in response to their words, the two little paper figures started dancing again.
"It's really good." Mo Junlan murmured softly, "But when did I become so powerful? I can even make a piece of paper give birth to wisdom..."
"Brother Junlan, hasn't he been practising that kind of living art all the time?" Ling Xiao suddenly remembered what Mo Junlan once said, and said again, "It's the kind of ghost art that Di Xuanji taught you. "
"It seems to be a small achievement." Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows.
"You actually know the magic of ghosts?" Ling'er couldn't help but look at Mo Junlan in surprise.
"As a peerless genius, of course he can do any magic." Mo Junlan smiled lightly.
"Really?" Ling'er muttered, but her expression still contained a trace of doubt.
"Actually, I've always been curious, what is the origin of your body?" Long Aotian looked at Mo Junlan suspiciously.
"Didn't I already tell you when I was on Earth?" Mo Junlan said indifferently, "I'm going to the God Realm to find relatives."
In fact, looking for relatives is fake, and it is real to want to find the person who covets him.
He was more curious about who had started thinking about him before he was born.
It's just a super metamorphosis.
"Do you know? Those ghosts are afraid of your breath." Long Aotian said again.
"This is a good explanation, because he has the blood of the slave family master on his body." Ling'er said, "The slave family master is the ghost emperor. As long as the ghost sees the slave family master, his legs will be frightened."
"Could he be your master's illegitimate son?" Long Aotian couldn't help but wonder.
"Absolutely impossible." Ling'er said firmly, "The master of the slave family is so infatuated and single-minded, there will definitely be no such thing as an illegitimate child. You can't slander the master of the slave family."
"She's right." Mo Junlan nodded, actually agreeing, "I have nothing to do with her master at all, poor bastard, if you see her master in the future, you can talk to her like this. said the master."
Ling Xiao, "..."
"Well said, even if he has the blood of the slave master, it does not mean that he is the illegitimate son of the slave master, poor bastard, you have to pay attention when you speak in the future, otherwise you will be heard by the slave master. When it arrives, then your end may be to lose your soul." Ling'er said solemnly.
"Poor bastard, you have to remember that she said that I have nothing to do with her master." Mo Junlan reached out and patted Long Aotian's head, sighing helplessly, "For the sake of your soul, you remember You must say so."
Long Aotian, "..."
Why does he think that Mo Junlan has something to say
With Mo Junlan's bad character, he would definitely not be so kind. Could it be that he is doing something else
"Listening to Brother Junlan's words, it must be right." Ling Xiao said lightly.
"It's still Xiaoer who understands my heart the most." Mo Junlan walked into Lingxiao's side, and then kissed Lingxiao's face.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Junlan shot a spiritual force at the coffin, only to see that the coffin burst into a pile of wood in an instant.
Both Long Aotian and Linger were startled by the sudden explosion.
"Can't you just say something before you blow up the coffin?" Long Aotian glared at Mo Junlan angrily, and said angrily, "Fortunately, I don't have a heart, otherwise you would have been frightened by a heart attack."
"I've already told you." Mo Junlan said with disapproval, "It's just that you weren't prepared, my family Xiaoer was not frightened, but I can't blame you, after all, you are even one of my family's Xiaoer. Not even a hair."
"Well, Brother Junlan has the best vision." Ling Xiao nodded.
Long Aotian, "..."
Linger, "..."
You two are indeed a pair of dog husbands.
"Hurry up and see if there is any mechanism." As soon as Mo Junlan's words fell, the two little paper figurines who were dancing in the square suddenly floated towards the original location of the coffin.
"Looks like he's really matured." Long Aotian couldn't help but tut his tongue.
Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao also walked towards the original location of the coffin, only to see that there was a square hole on the ground, roughly the size of which could only accommodate one person at a time.
"If you want to enter this hole, you must not be too fat." Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows and said, "Fortunately, I have always been in good shape."
When Long Aotian heard the words, he glanced at Mo Junlan's waist subconsciously, and then said with disgust, "It's so slender as a woman, how dare you say it?"
"Shut up!" Ling Xiao glanced coldly at Long Aotian.
"Your figure is similar." Long Aotian couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said in a contemptuous tone, "There is no manliness at all."
"Do you know what masculinity is?" Mo Junlan turned to look at Long Aotian, snorted coldly, and said, "It's like this..."
As Mo Junlan spoke, he slapped Long Aotian with another slap.
Linger sympathetically glanced at Long Aotian, who likes to keep dying.
"As a man, one's strength must not be too weak, especially not always being slapped by others." Mo Junlan smiled lightly.
"I can't be broken into ten thousand pieces by my own younger brother." Ling Xiao said coldly.
Long Aotian, "..."
Sooner or later, he would also beat up the pair of dogs.
"You don't want to die anymore." Ling'er couldn't help but persuade.
"Is it wrong for Lao Tzu to tell the truth?" Long Aotian said unconvinced.
Ling'er ignored Long Aotian, but turned to look at Mo Junlan and asked, "Do you want to go down?"
"Of course I have to go down and have a look." Mo Junlan said.
"Who goes down first?" Ling'er asked.
"Fine paper people, you continue to explore the way." Mo Junlan said to the two little paper figures.
The two little paper figurines nodded, and then floated down toward the hole in the ground.
"I don't know what's inside?" Mo Junlan couldn't help but said, "We've been walking for so long, we haven't seen any treasures at all except the Ye Mingzhu we saw earlier, and Ye Mingzhu is not really a treasure. ."
Although the layout of the tomb looks gorgeous, most of the things are useless, and even if you take it away, it's just a waste of space.
So Mo Junlan has yet to get anything of real value.
"What if there is nothing?" Long Aotian's tone contained a hint of schadenfreude.
"Then blow up his tomb directly." Mo Junlan snorted softly.
"Your heart is really black." Long Aotian said.
"Thank you for the compliment." Mo Junlan smiled slightly.
Long Aotian, "..."
What a cheeky guy.
Mo Junlan was able to receive the message from the little paper figurine, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual inside, he jumped straight down.
Ling Xiao followed closely behind Mo Junlan.
The light in the cave was also very dim, and Xuan Bingyan came in handy again.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of water droplets ticking.
Mo Junlan's expression froze, and he whispered, "Are we going to hit a ghost?"
"I bumped into a ghost just now." Ling Xiao said.
"It's good to have another ghost." Long Aotian said with a smile, "Just to give me some energy."
"Disgusting!" Mo Junlan said with disgust.
"It's normal for ghosts to eat ghosts." Long Aotian said indifferently, "You humans also eat human flesh!"
"It's even more disgusting." Mo Junlan frowned.
After a while, there was still the sound of water droplets, but at this moment, Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao suddenly radiated a burst of light.
"This seems to be a teleportation formation." Mo Junlan looked down at the formation and said.
"Why are you not in a hurry?" Long Aotian couldn't help asking.
"Why should I be in such a hurry?" Mo Junlan asked rhetorically.
Long Aotian, "..."
"This teleportation array might be able to teleport us directly to the main tomb!" Mo Junlan said.
"It's so good." Long Aotian quickly opened his mouth and bit Mo Junlan's arm.
Of course, he would definitely not bite Mo Junlan.
Ling'er also immediately reached out and hugged Mo Junlan's thigh.
Mo Junlan, "…"
What are you doing here
Ling Xiao, "..."
I really want to kick these two things off with one kick.
However, after a quarter of an hour, they were still standing in the same place, and the surrounding environment had not changed.
"This is a bit strange, why are we still here?" Mo Junlan said thoughtfully, "Does it take so long to activate the teleportation array?"
"Is this formation broken?" Long Aotian frowned.
But then, after the light of the formation flickered for a few more times, their figures suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
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