MTL - Within Ten Meters, Fly In Situ-Chapter 126 "If I want you, do you think he will...

[Master, wake up quickly. ]

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The urgent voice could not stop hovering in the back of her mind, disturbing Yun Wan, and her brows were furrowed more and more tightly.

[Master, wake up! ]

"Don't make noise, I'll sleep for a while..."

She waved her hands and muttered something, then turned around.

[It will be a big deal if you sleep again! ]

Xuan Ling's tone was more anxious than before, and Yun Wan remembered in a daze that she was in the Wuji Sect. As soon as this thought came out, the drowsiness subsided immediately, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The surroundings were quiet, green candles were burning on the lamp stand in front of the bedpost, and the exact time was unknown.

Yun Wan slowly stood up.

There was a gloomy and stuffy atmosphere in the hall, and the atmosphere clashed with her body, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. Yun Wan adjusted her pulse to adapt herself, she slumped down barefoot, opened the beaded tent made of jade beads, and walked down the steps one by one.

All you can see is oppressive darkness.

Black tops and stone walls, residual candles, misty shadows, pillars and beams made of animal bones, locking demon souls, and the pouring out resentment forms wisps of thin smoke.

Don't think about it, this must be the palace of the devil world.

Venerable Wuji actually sent her here secretly.

Yun Wan tightened her fists, her hatred for Yun Wanshan intensified again.

"woke up?"

A voice suddenly sounded from the back of the neck.

The man's voice was low and cold, with a vague sense of familiarity.

Looking back at Yun Wan, the man was lazily leaning on the couch, with ink hair and black robe, cold eyebrows and eyes, and a fiery cloud pattern on his forehead, making his temperament more seductive and stern, his eyes pierced through the curling smoke, He looked straight over.

Shen Tuwei?

No, it's Mo Hua.

Her mind faltered for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Hua flashed in front of her eyes.

He snatched Shen Tuwei's body, and faced her with the same appearance as Xie Tingyun.

Mo Hua sized her up like a prey.

From every strand of her hair to the soles of her feet, she was meticulous, and in the end, even the moire on her clothes was not spared. His gaze was like a wolf that had been dormant in the dark for a long time, and he smiled sullenly, which made Yunwan's back suddenly feel a chill.

Yunwan's scalp tightened, and an ominous feeling arose spontaneously.

Sure enough, in the next moment, her wrist fell into the man's thick and thick palm, and her waist tightened, and she was carried by him on his shoulder like a cloth bag.

Yun Wan: "..."

Yun Wan: "???"

Mo Hua walked into the inner hall in three steps at a time, violently tore off the beaded curtain that decorated the bed, and threw her on it heavily.

Gan!

Something is wrong!

Yun Wan's mind went blank, and she kicked Mo Hua reflexively.

Seeing the intention, he raised his finger and hooked, Yun Wan's stretched out foot bent back uncontrollably, her limbs seemed to be nailed to the bed board, no matter how she moved, she couldn't move an inch.

Mo Hua drooped the tip of his eyes, with a half-smile.

His fingertips are holding an extremely thin silver thread, invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people. The silver thread is winding and hooked to Yun Wan's chest, the meaning of which is self-evident.

"I heard that my junior brother loves you very much."

Mo Hua cast a puppet-control technique, and during the manipulation, Yun Wan was like a puppet on a string, unable to move independently.

She resisted the thread calmly, and choked back viciously: "Take care of yourself."

Mo Hua was not annoyed, instead he laughed, approaching gradually, and finally pushed his whole body in front of him.

Yun Wan's heartstrings were tense, but there was no way to retreat, no way to hide. It was obviously the same face as Xie Tingyun's, but it made her disgusted for no reason.

She was afraid, but she didn't show timidity. She bit her lip tightly, not letting him see any emotion.

Mo Hua said in a flat voice: "I just like to steal what he likes; kill what he loves." After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes and sniffed at her hair.

Yun Wan's expression was distorted, and goose bumps instantly popped up all over her body.

Only now did she realize that the spiritual seal that Liu Chen had given her earlier had been taken away, and without the spiritual seal on her body, the spiritual power poured out, gurgling as fine as a stream, filling every inch of her body with clarity.

It's over.

Yun Wan swallowed her saliva, carefully observing Mo Hua's expression, not even daring to miss every tiny blink.

After thinking for a while, she decided to use a roundabout tactic.

Yun Wan slowed down her breathing: "You...hate Xie Tingyun?"

As soon as the words Xie Tingyun came out, Mo Hua's expression changed suddenly, as if hearing the most filthy thing in the world, his face was full of hatred.

This plan works.

Yun Wan took advantage of the situation and asked, "Aren't you brothers? Why do you hate him?"

"Senior brother?" Mo Hua sat up straight, leaning his back against the bedpost, thinking of all the things in the past, he couldn't help snorting coldly and sarcastically, "Yes, senior brother. So I deserve to bear the harsh punishment for them; I deserve to do it for them again and again I apologize to the court people. No matter what mistakes they made, it will always be me, the big brother, who is reprimanded by Master in the end."

Referring to the past, Mo Hua's words were cold, "Who made them the glory of the master, and I'm just a waste material who can't break the golden core for a hundred years."

Yun Wan was speechless and didn't know how to speak for a long time.

"Also." Mo Hua curled his lips at her, his eyes became even colder, "They even want to steal money from me for repairing their swords. I have been in the same family for a hundred years, and I have countless debts for them. In the end, I can't even pay for the tea money out."

Even after so long, he still felt aggrieved thinking of this.

Before Xie Tingyun started, Mohua only had Liuchen as his junior.

Liuchen has a gentle temperament, well-behaved and sensible, he is a hundred years older than him, and he is willing to take care of him, and occasionally his master is partial, although he is unwilling, he is willing to endure. Everything changed until Xie Tingyun got started.

The new junior brother went to the top of the left mountain today to dig for spiritual stones, and tomorrow he went to the top of the right mountain to fight swords one-on-one, either destroying this mountain or hacking down that gate, it can be said that there is no idle day.

The master retreats all the year round, and Mo Hua, as a senior brother, is either apologizing and making compensation every day, or on the way of apologizing and making compensation. He was born with a rare heavenly root in a thousand years, even if he loses a strand of soul or a bone, his cultivation and strength will grow rapidly, which is Mo Hua's unmatched talent.

With such a situation, Daoist Qingxu naturally wanted to give him the best.

Whether it's treasures of heaven and earth or adventures in secret realms, the master always cares about Xie Tingyun first.

At that time, Mo Hua advised himself that it was okay, even if the master was eccentric, at least there were juniors. But gradually found that even Liu Chen, who was brought up with one hand, became closer to the junior brother. The two were originally geniuses. They established the foundation in one year and formed the alchemy in three years. Their cultivation base rose step by step. In the end, only Mo Hua was left standing still.

He was like an old lady, following them to deal with a mess of things, and occasionally picking up something they didn't want.

Master always praises him for being sensible, but is being sensible just what he deserves?

Mo Hua's eyes were red, he didn't know whether it was unwillingness or anger, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

Yun Wan had long been familiar with Xie Tingyun's prodigal family.

Aside from talking about himself, it would take a lot of energy and financial resources to raise that sword, and it is understandable for Mo Hua to feel resentful.

Yun Wan opened her mouth and said dryly, "He... how much he owes you, I, I will pay it back for him."

Mo Hua smiled coldly: "Repay? Do you still have to pay?"

Xie Tingyun owed him innumerable things, she is a little monk, how can she repay it?

Yun Wan paused: "Within ten million, it's still affordable."

Mo Hua gasped for breath.

Seeing her calm eyes, it didn't seem like she was joking. Immediately there was another cloud of anger, "I don't want money."

"and you…"

Mo Hua leaned over and grabbed her chin tightly, his eyes were cold: "You said... what do I want?"

Yun Wan froze for a moment and struggled desperately.

In Mo Hua's view, this struggle is just a pointless resistance. Pointing the thread with his fingers, he watched with interest her delicate and flawless face rising a little red, because of nervousness, even the spiritual power floating out of her body became messy.

"When Xie Tingyun killed me that day, he didn't hesitate at all. I hid day and night like that big mouse. For a hundred years, I had imagined tens of thousands of ways of revenge, but now I have found it."

As he spoke, the jaw tightened, and Yun Wan only felt a sharp pain in his jaw, and even his teeth were sore and swollen as if they were about to fall off. He said every word, "Xie Tingyun hates other people touching his things the most in his life. If I want you, Do you think he will be angry?"

Fuck pervert.

but…

Yun Wan gave up resisting, tried her best to restrain her breathing, and calmly seduced: "I have three million spirit stones in my storage bag, do you really want it?"

Mo Hua stared at her overly gorgeous cheeks, dumbfounded.