Doupo: Start With Saving Yun Yun

In the quiet room, everyone looked at Chen Mo in surprise.

At this moment, he was sitting slumped on the ground with a languid breath. At the moment when he came out of the little bell, the black armor he was wearing was also shattered, and he was embarrassed. His black hair was scattered on his shoulders and face.

At the moment Chen Mo came out, the Demon Suppression Clock shrank rapidly, turning into its original three-inch size, and falling to the ground.

Chen Mo panted heavily, leaned back on the ground with one hand, and took a breath at the town's magic clock under the astonished gaze of everyone.

Unlike Ye Yiren, with a huge suction pouring from the palm of Chen Mo's palm, Chen Mo's Suppression Clock was sucked into his hand.

"My dear, I almost fell into your hands."

"Xiao Mo, what happened, why are you locked in this little clock?"

Seeing Chen Mo's aura, Yun Yun looked at Xiao Zhong instead of recuperating the first time she came out.

She quickly took out an aura-nourishing pill from Na Jie and stuffed it into Chen Mo's mouth.

Chen Mo's lips ran across Yun Yun's palm, swallowing the pill into his abdomen in one mouthful, and then he told a long story short what happened.

For example, the sudden changes in the environment in this clock, and the gossip array...

After Yun Yun, Medusa and others heard Chen Mo's words, they looked at each other and looked at each other a little.

Chen Mo frowned when he saw the faces of several people, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yun Yun didn't conceal it, she told Chen Mo about the whole process from when Ye Yiren returned to the room and picked up the clock.

Well, Chen Mo thought he broke the formation, but Yun Yun and the others let them out by mistake.

"Town, fuck..."

After hearing Yun Yun's words, Chen Mo muttered these two words silently in his heart, and looked up and down at the magic town clock.

The patina on the top has disappeared, and the text that was previously obscured by the patina can also be seen clearly by Chen Mo.

However, it's useless, and it's not clear what these words really mean.

After being confused for a while, Chen Mo took the Zhenma Bell into the ring, and when he was about to ask the Danhui for a few days, he saw several people all looking at Chen Mo with shocked eyes.

"Are you able to accept the quit now?" Ye Yiren asked.

Chen Mo was stunned, then took out the Suppressing Clock and asked them to try it.

The first one was Medusa. She frowned and shook her head and said, "No."

Yun Yun, Ye Yiren, and Tang Zhen also tried it again, but they all found that they couldn't work.

"Could it be the recognition of the lord." Tang Zhen had heard that some treasures are self-conscious. After recognizing the lord, even if others get it, they won't be able to use it.

Chen Mo smiled bitterly and said, "Have you ever seen treasures that recognize the master will trap the master too?"

...

After recuperating for a day, Chen Mo was almost recovered. He was not seriously injured, that is, his vindictive energy was consumed too much and he was overworked.

Tomorrow will be the Danhui. Chen Mo wandered around the city for a while, and happened to ran into Ye Yiren when he returned.

Seeing that she had something to say, she came to her room. The latter took out a sapphire zither from Na Jie and handed it to Chen Mo.

And told the name of Qingyu Guzheng.

"Xueyuan!"

Chen Mo moaned the green jade zither, muttering in his mouth, and immediately raised his eyes to look at Ye Yiren: "Where did this zither come from?"

"Han Yuan gave it." Ye Yiren said coldly.

"Chill Abyss?"

"The Great Elder of Danta."

"Why did Elder Danta give you the Guzheng?" Chen Mojian frowned, with a strange smell in his tone.

Of course, Ye Yiren would not tell Chen Mo about Master and Hanyuan, but said that Great Elder Danta was Master's deceased. After hearing that he needed a Guzheng, he gave it to Xueyuan.

Of course, Chen Mo would not believe this kind of crappy reason.

Between frowning, Chen Mo suddenly thought of a possibility.

Han Ming.

Xueyuan.

Chen Mo asked, "What is your master's name?"

Regardless of the two hundred years old of Ye Yiren, but with pure mind and inexperience in the world, he naturally did not notice that Chen Mo was playing his own words, and said, "Xueming."

Xueming, Hanyuan.

Xueyuan, Hanming.

The two Guzhengs were named after each other.

If these two were not adulterous, Chen Mo would not believe it.

Such words.

The ice jade guzheng and the sapphire guzheng are a pair.

"Couple version."

This thought suddenly flashed through Chen Mo's mind. Immediately he glanced at Ye Yiren imperceptibly. After seeing that she hadn't noticed the greasiness of the two guzhengs, Chen Mo hurriedly collected the sapphire guzheng into Najie, and tried to say: "Look, do we want to put the two guzhengs? Rename Guzheng."

"No." Ye Yiren's face was expressionless, and he refused directly: "Han Ming was given to me by Master, how can I easily change my name."

Chen Mo saw Ye Yiren's resolute attitude, his eyes rolled, and he continued: "Then I will change the name of this one, is it all right?"

"Since it was given to you, whatever it is, whatever you want." Ye Yiren's tone was flat.

"Then you think the name Yimo is good, or the name Mo Yi is good."

"Mo Yi?" Ye Yiren said lightly: "What a strange name."

"Is the name Mo Yi weird?"

"Isn't it weird?"

"It's weird if you think it's strange, it's called Mo Yi." Chen Mo changed Xue Yuan's name.

From now on, Qingyu Guzheng will be called Mo Yi.

...

"By the way, have the **** handprints on your body been resolved?" Chen Mo remembered about Ye Yiren's life.

"He can't get rid of it either." Ye Yiren wouldn't say that because after listening to Master, he forgot to ask.

"Can't get rid of it?"

Chen Mo was puzzled. When he checked the **** handprints on the back of Ye Yiren before, he found that as long as it was the soul of the heavenly realm, he could get rid of the **** handprints unconsciously.

Could it be that the injury has worsened.

"Show me the **** handprint on your back again." Chen Mo looked serious, and looked at Ye Yiren with clear and serious eyes.

"No need." Ye Yiren certainly refused.

"Hey, let me see if the injury gets worse."

Chen Mo couldn't help but say, with a tough attitude, quite a hand-in-hand look.

Ye Yiren frowned slightly, and finally had to turn his back to Chen Mo and slowly lowered his clothes.

After a while, his white and flawless skin appeared in Chen Mo's eyes.

Of course, without considering the **** mudra.

Chen Mo had no distracting thoughts, purely worried about the safety of Ye Yi people.

Chen Mo pushed up the white cloth that had been wrapped around Ye Yiren a few times, so that he could see the injury better.

The moment Chen Mo's fingers touched his skin, the latter trembled, and instantly felt a faint electric current passing through him.

When Chen Mo's palm rested completely on Ye Yiren's back.

Ye Yiren felt a different kind of emotion, and suddenly came out of his mind.

This shocked Ye Yiren.

Standing up with a sigh of relief, Ye Yiren made a jade move, and the white skirt that was untied was suddenly after putting it on.

"Well, it should be fine, right?" Ye Yiren turned around and asked.

Although it was just a glimpse, Chen Mo still saw that the seal he had placed on the blood handprint was still there, and it seemed that his injuries had not aggravated.