After being ravaged for a while, Long Aotian had no choice but to bear the burden of humiliation and did not dare to speak casually.
In the evening, Mo Junlan began to have nightmares again, which were exactly the same as the previous nightmares.
So Mo Junlan didn't dare to sleep anymore.
Then, regardless of whether Lingxiao responded or not, Mo Junlan kept talking to Lingxiao in a low voice.
Even when he was sleeping, he was holding the Lingxiao Sword.
It seemed that only in this way would he have such a sense of security.
As a result, on the second day, Mo Junlan was listless.
When Feng Jinghua saw that his son was actually stunned, he couldn't help feeling distressed again, and asked worriedly, "Lanlan, are you having nightmares again?"
Because every time Mo Junlan had a nightmare, he always looked like this listless look.
At the very beginning, Mo Junlan would still cry uncontrollably after seeing them, but then maybe he got used to it, and he was finally able to hold back his tears so that he wouldn't feel ashamed every time afterward.
Feng Jinghua didn't know what kind of nightmare Mo Junlan had that made him cry in complete disregard of his own image, but no matter how they asked, Mo Junlan was unwilling to tell the truth.
After all, they are not really fools, so it is natural to see that Mo Junlan must be hiding something about the nightmare.
Both Di Xuanji and Feng Jinghua felt very strange, and they were also very worried. After all, Mo Junlan kept having the same nightmare, which was obviously very abnormal.
Mo Junlan was lying on the bed, and after hearing Feng Jinghua's voice, he just glanced at him wearily.
Even if Mo Junlan didn't answer, Feng Jinghua already knew the answer, he sat down beside the bed, then beat Mo Junlan's back, worriedly said, "Lanlan, tell daddy the truth, you are in the dream to the end. What did you see?"
"Didn't I tell you already?" Mo Junlan said in a muffled voice.
"Lanlan, even if you think of me as an idiot, you shouldn't think of Di Xuanji as a fool!" Feng Jinghua said with a tangled expression, "In your words, even ghosts don't believe your words now. ."
Mo Junlan, "…"
"Lanlan, just tell Daddy, Daddy will definitely not say it." Feng Jinghua looked at Mo Junlan expectantly.
"Shut up." Mo Junlan said angrily.
Feng Jinghua flattened his mouth, and couldn't help but say a little gloomily, "Lanlan, for the sake of your body, this time, don't be willful, okay?"
"When did I become self-willed?" Mo Junlan snorted coldly, with a very dissatisfied tone.
"You have always been willful." Feng Jinghua said.
"You're not much better than me," Mo Junlan said angrily.
"Last night, I found out that Di Xuanji lost two more hairs." Feng Jinghua sighed, "He must be very worried recently."
"Let's talk when he becomes a bald man." Mo Junlan snorted softly.
"Or... I'll shave his hair?" Feng Jinghua asked thoughtfully.
"What about you?" Mo Junlan pouted and said, "You'd better shave your hair too."
"That would be ugly." Feng Jinghua frowned, his tone full of disgust.
"Then shut up." Mo Junlan said.
Feng Jinghua, "..."
He didn't want to shut up at all.
At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise outside.
"What are you doing outside?" Mo Junlan asked involuntarily.
"I'll go out and have a look." Feng Jinghua hurriedly ran out.
After a while, Feng Jinghua ran back and said, "It seems that someone from the City Lord's Mansion came over and said that we stole their contracted beast."
Mo Junlan, "…"
"Lanlan, do you want to go out and watch the fun?" Feng Jinghua looked at Mo Junlan and asked.
"Not in the mood." Mo Junlan said in a muffled voice.
When Feng Jinghua heard the words, he couldn't help but sigh.
"You'd better go out and watch the fun." Mo Junlan said weakly, but his hands were still holding the Lingxiao sword tightly.
"Lanlan, you don't want to see Daddy so much?" Feng Jinghua suddenly said a little sadly, "And what is it that you hold a sword every day?"
"The sword is my daughter-in-law. If I don't hold the sword, do I want to hold you?" Mo Junlan curled the corner of his mouth.
"I don't mind you holding me." Feng Jinghua said immediately.
"But I don't mind." Mo Junlan said.
Feng Jinghua couldn't help choking.
"My Xiao'er, when will you recover!" Mo Junlan lowered his eyes and poked the hilt of the sword with his fingers.
Feng Jinghua thought for a while, and then asked hesitantly, "Lan Lan, you're in a bad mood recently, is it because of dissatisfaction with your desires?"
Mo Junlan, "…"
"Everyone is a man, I understand." Feng Jinghua nodded, and then said with a bit of disdain, "It's all to blame for that sword spirit, it's so useless."
After Mo Junlan reacted, he couldn't help but said angrily, "You are the only one who wants to be dissatisfied!"
"Ah? Lanlan, in fact, you don't need to be so angry, because I sometimes want to be dissatisfied." Feng Jinghua frowned, "This is a normal reaction of the body, you don't need to feel ashamed."
"You feel ashamed." Mo Junlan gritted his teeth, and said angrily, "With a father like you, I've had eight lifetimes of bad luck."
Feng Jinghua heard the words, and immediately said a little aggrievedly, "Lan Lan, what I said is the truth!"
As long as he is a normal man, there should be times when he is dissatisfied with his desires, right
"I don't want to be dissatisfied." Mo Junlan snorted coldly.
"Then why are you in a bad mood?" Feng Jinghua frowned, "Could it be because of that nightmare?"
Mo Junlan said dissatisfiedly, "Can you go out?"
He was almost annoyed to death by Feng Jinghua.
However, Feng Jinghua didn't seem to have heard Mo Junlan's words, and continued to say to himself, "Actually, Di Xuanji and I are a little suspicious. We suspect that you were raped in your dream."
Hearing this, Mo Junlan's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth, "Get out of here immediately."
Hearing this, Feng Jinghua suddenly looked sad again, and said, "Lan Lan, I don't want to get out, and you look like you're so angry that you're so embarrassed."
Mo Junlan glared at Feng Jinghua angrily.
Feng Jinghua looked at Mo Junlan, her eyelids couldn't help jumping, and then she asked cautiously, "Could it be true?"
"Get out!" Mo Junlan said angrily.
Feng Jinghua, "..."
Could it be that his son was really raped in his dream
"Get out." Mo Junlan sat up, grabbed the pillow and smashed it at Feng Jinghua.
Feng Jinghua did not avoid it, and the pillow smashed directly into his face.
"Go out!" Mo Junlan pointed in the direction of the door.
"Lanlan, why are you so angry?" Feng Jinghua said in a sullen voice, "It was just a nightmare, maybe it was the filthy aura in your body, if you were angry, wouldn't it be true? In line with the will of a different devil?"
"Shut your beak." Mo Junlan said gloomily.
"Lanlan, although Daddy's surname is Feng, he has absolutely nothing to do with the Phoenix family, so Daddy doesn't have their beak," Feng Jinghua said.
Mo Junlan, "…"
"My poor child!" Feng Jinghua reached out and rubbed Mo Junlan's head, his eyes filled with pity, and said, "Dad will try to get rid of the filth in your body as soon as possible, I Damn Lanlan, the more you live, the more you look like a poor little fellow, those who hurt you will die sooner or later..."
Mo Junlan listened to Feng Jinghua's words, and only felt that goose bumps on his arms were about to pop up.
"My poor Lan Lan..." Feng Jinghua said, her eyes turned red involuntarily.
Seeing that Mo Junlan had a headache.
Help!
Who's going to pull this guy away
Even if he was not tortured to death by nightmares, sooner or later he would be tossed to the point of madness by Feng Jinghua.
Just when Mo Junlan was thinking about this, Feng Jinghua suddenly hugged his body and said, choked up, "Lanlan, tell Daddy, who is bullying you?"
"It's you!" Mo Junlan pushed Feng Jinghua away, glared at Feng Jinghua and said, "Can you be more normal?"
"Lanlan, Daddy is very normal, and he didn't mess with you." Feng Jinghua frowned and said, "So the person who bullied you in your dreams will definitely not be Daddy."
Mo Junlan, "…"
"Lan Lan, tell daddy, is the person who bullied you Shangguan Hao or Gu Zhanhuang? Or is it the Corpse Emperor?" Feng Jinghua looked cruel and said solemnly, "That Turtle Emperor is not a good thing either, the devil Zun is a well-known womanizer. At the very beginning, they all wanted to take you back directly, by the way, there is another demon god who wants to kill you..."
Mo Junlan's body froze.
Feng Jinghua noticed it, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Is it that goddamn Alien Demon God? His suspicion is the biggest, does he want to make some drama of falling in love and killing each other?"
Mo Junlan, who was originally in a gloomy mood, almost swallowed his own saliva after hearing Feng Jinghua's words.
What the hell is falling in love with each other
How could he and the alien demon be in love with each other
At most it's just killing each other.
Alien Demon God hates the aura on him, but he also hates the aura on Alien Demon God very much.
In fact, Mo Junlan has a feeling that in the dark, he and the Alien Demon God seem to be destined to be eternal enemies.
So when they meet, they hate each other.
Mo Junlan, who couldn't think of the reason, attributed the reason to the cultivation method.
After all, the chaotic good fortune he cultivated has always restrained evil things.
However, at this moment, there was another loud noise from outside.
"What happened outside? Could it be a fight?" Mo Junlan frowned.
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