Chapter 1335

Monan explains why.

Old Mo said: "well, I don't know. Originally, many of those words were used to stabilize their position. It doesn't matter whether they listen or not."

"You just need to know that there are few good things in those reclusive families."

Monan said.

At least up to the present position, none of the hermit clans he has met has pleased him. Lin liuzao is an exception. Moreover, he is only an individual and can't represent the whole Lin family.

Then Mo continued

"As for the real wuzun, it's because the ancient martial arts in the lower world are incomplete. Those wuzuns who have been trained with defects are naturally inferior to me."

Mo Nan said again, but quickly asked, "no, don't Wu Zun come down from the upper world?"

If you want to say that the ancient martial arts in the lower world are incomplete, the martial arts practitioners can only cultivate the defective ancient martial arts, which is not to blame. But the upper world has more complete ancient martial arts, why do they still

Lao Mo's head smiles, shakes his head and says with a smile:

"Do you think that in the upper world, the complete ancient martial arts are so easy to get? You are just lucky. With your Aunt Wang's help, if you have a chance to go to Shangjie in the future, you will know that many martial arts practitioners can do anything to get a complete ancient martial arts. "

"In a word, the status of wuzun in the upper world is not as high as you think. It's not too much to say that they are a dog."

With that, the old Mo's mouth began to feel disgusted. Just as Mo Nan wanted to continue to ask, the old man looked at Aunt Wang's direction and pointed with his chin

"Well, it's not too late when you're ready to go to the upper boundary. Now, it's time for you to save people."

Mo Nan followed the voice back, then saw that Aunt Wang had come out of the room, mostly had helped the injured woman clean up the wound.

Quickly came to the house, Monan went to the bed after standing.

The woman lying on the bed has been wiped by Aunt Wang and changed into a new set of loose clothes, which was left by Bingqing when Monan took Bingqing home for the Spring Festival last time.

Along the way, the woman's injury has been extremely serious, and her breathing has become slight. The old rascal wondered what belief this woman had to rely on to find herself.

This is a dying man.

It's just this woman.

Mo Nan looks at her face and is sure that he doesn't know her and has never seen her before. But the latter's facial features similar to Lin liuzao and Lin Caiwei are enough for her to infer the identity of a woman.

One of Lin liuzao's other sisters, the number one, has to wait for the woman to admit it.

What happened to the Lin family?

How could she know my address?

Monan had a lot of greetings in his head, but it seemed that he would have to wait for the woman to wake up to get the answer. He took a deep breath, and the old rascal did not delay. He quickly put needles on the woman through a layer of clothes.

At the same time, he put a hand on a woman's wrist, constantly conveying vitality.

"You're lucky."

Monan's face was calm, his eyes were solemn, and a kind of firmness appeared on his face

"I won't let you die, and Yama won't take you away if he comes here himself!"

Immediately, with a deep drink, he speeded up the delivery of vitality, and the spiritual power in his body began to pass quickly.

There's no way. The woman's injury is more serious than it looks. Monan is sure that if a woman comes a few hours late, she may not even see the door of Mo's house and die on the way.

Thinking about this, the old rascal can't help but want to curse. Although Lin liuzao, who was killed by thousands of swords, didn't know what happened, he actually arranged such a dangerous task for her sister. Isn't it heartless?

meanwhile.

A woman's broken body is like a long drought and dew, which nourishes her vitality. That kind of feeling is very refreshing.

In the coma, she subconsciously made some sounds, and her face turned ruddy.

Hiss.

The old hooligan took a cool breath. A beautiful woman lay in front of you and cried all the time, and she didn't have the ability to resist. Which man could hold the scene?

"I'm Liu Xiahui!"

Pop.

The old hooligan immediately raised his hand and slapped himself directly. He was so powerful that a red handprint quickly appeared on his face. With constant murmuring, he hinted at himself psychologically

But it doesn't seem to work.

As soon as the idea changed, the old rascal had another idea and kept hypnotizing himself. He made some fine adjustments to the woman's face on the bed and imagined it as Lin liuzao.

Fortunately, it worked.

Listen to that slight babble again, Mo Nan's face is black and blue, wish to block this girl's mouth directly.

What are you barking about!

After all, when Monan's spiritual power is consumed by half, the woman's injury is completely stabilized. He can completely recover the woman, but in that case, the spiritual power in his body is almost consumed.

The old hooligan didn't want to let himself fall into the situation of powerlessness. Now he stopped the treatment decisively and was ready to help her bandage the wounds and let her heal slowly. Holding the attitude of a doctor, he calmly took off the woman's clothes and began to sew and bandage the woman with great delicacy The lying woman suddenly whispered again, and then her eyelashes moved. Her physical condition was greatly improved, and she immediately slowly opened her eyes. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a man, with a solemn face, staring at her. Her eyes were almost popping out. The woman bowed her head again and found that her upper body was not covered in inch. She was stunned. Then she blushed, raised her hand and threw it out“ You son of a bitch She was anxious and angry, and her eyes caught the tears of grievance. Looking back on her experiences in the past few days, she escaped from Yanjing and finally found the courtyard. She thought it was safe, but now it seems that she just escaped from the wolves and entered the tiger's mouth... "I'm special." The woman is angry, the old rascal in the heart is also aggrieved, can't help but gnash one's teeth to scold a sentence. Who do I recruit? Who do I tolerate? Stop the action in his hand, he touched his face, OK, there is a fingerprint on one side of his face, which is symmetrical and beautiful... I don't want to be angry with a woman. I find that the girl is about to struggle to get up. Several needles fall from the old rascal's hand, which immediately stops the woman's action and loses her ability to act“ Good, don't move Looking at the woman's appearance, the old rascal had some bad feelings in his heart. After leveling her body again, he smacked and said with a vicious smile: "don't be afraid. I will try my best to be gentle." As he said that, he muttered in his heart, dare to fight against me, I can't scare you to death“ Well Women's eyes are full of fear, even words can not say, can only be constantly not. What the old rascal didn't expect is that the girl's psychological endurance is obviously not very good, or the injury has not yet healed, plus the reason of shortness of breath, not long after, she even closed her eyes, gorgeous dizzy!