At the sight of Junlang, a satisfied smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he immediately put away his momentum.
Looking at the long and ferocious wound on Mo Jueyuan's chest, Junlang took out a pill with a faint smile, wrapped it with vitality, threw it away, and instantly turned into a clear stream to melt into Mo Jueyuan's wound.
Mo Jueyuan's chest wound immediately began to heal rapidly at the speed visible to the naked eye. He could hear the voice of granulation creeping.
In the twinkling of an eye, Mo Jueyuan's ferocious wound on his chest recovered as before, leaving no scar. Not only that, but also Mo Jueyuan's sternum, which was broken by a golden carp in the ice and snow cave, was completely fused and restored. Moreover, while resisting the heavy pressure, Mo Jueyuan's vitality spread all over his body, He helped Mo Jueyuan refine his body. Now Mo Jueyuan's physical strength is far stronger than before. Although his strength has not increased, his actual combat effectiveness has increased by more than 10%.
Looking at Mo Jueyuan's pale face, Junlang's face suddenly showed a look of nostalgia. It seemed that he was recalling something. There was a strange and inexplicable atmosphere around him, which made the wolf king feel very sad and wanted to cry.
"No, why do I want to cry? It's him..."
Before, the wolf king was restrained by Junlang, so now he can neither move nor speak, only his eyes can blink. At this moment, the wolf king is full of sadness. If something extremely sad happened, douda's tears trickle down his face full of wolf hair.
The consciousness in wolf king's mind is very clear, but he just can't control his body and mind. At the moment, the sadness in wolf king's heart can't be more serious. Even if wolf king's father died, wolf king is not so sad.
"Cough..."
Suddenly, lying on the ground, Mo Jueyuan felt his chest stuffy and coughed suddenly. A thick black blood mixed with blood clots suddenly came out of his mouth. Suddenly, Mo Jueyuan felt his chest smooth.
Mo Jueyuan slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly felt that there was a surge of grief and indignation around him. At the bottom of his heart, Mo Jueyuan suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness. The feeling of appearing for no reason made Mo Jueyuan have an impulse to cry.
Mo Jueyuan saw the tears in the eyes of the handsome young man opposite him. The sad emotion came from him. Mo Jueyuan resisted the sadness in his heart and cried out in a hurry
"Master, master, stop it."
Mo Jueyuan's tears flowed down, and his heart was full of sadness, just like his close relatives and loved ones who had an accident. The sadness in his heart was so inexplicable that he couldn't control it.
It seems that Mo Jueyuan's cry awakens the other party, or the other party wakes up from grief. Junlang's expression suddenly changes, and the sad emotion disappears instantly. The inexplicable sadness in Mo Jueyuan's and wolf king's heart disappears without a trace, which makes Mo Jueyuan strange. However, Mo Jueyuan's desire to cry stops, Tears no longer flow, which let Mo chueyuan heart secretly relieved, but at the same time the heart is also vigilant.
"This young man is absolutely not an ordinary person. His emotions can affect us silently. Even Cheng Nuo, if he didn't do it deliberately, he can't do it to this extent. In front of him, he is totally unconscious. If the other party wants to kill himself..."
Mo Jue yuan felt powerless. Even the hidden Haotian ring would be found by the other party. Mo couldn't figure out how to resist the other party.
Although Haotian once said that we must be careful of those old monsters who survived in ancient times. Obviously, this must be the one in front of us. However, at least for the moment, this young old monster has no malice to Mo Jueyuan. Of course, this is also the real purpose of the opposite party at present, which Mo Jueyuan can't know at all.
"What's your name, boy?"
Junlang looks at Mo Jueyuan with satisfaction in his eyes. He asks Mo Jueyuan calmly.
Mo Jueyuan did not dare to neglect him, and immediately replied respectfully:
"Don't you think you have any advice?"
Junlang's face suddenly looked like a smile but not a smile. Then he glanced at Mo Jueyuan's right hand casually and asked faintly:
"Boy, how did you get this ring?"
Mo Jueyuan's heart was awe inspiring, and his expression remained unchanged. However, a look of vigilance flashed through his eyes. His eyes subconsciously glanced over the strange wolf king next to him. He frowned, but he didn't answer the other person's words.
Junlang doesn't change his expression and doesn't speak. He just waves his hand to release the imprisonment of the wolf king. Then he turns his eyes to Mo Jueyuan and waits for his explanation.
Don't feel the foresight, eyebrows subconsciously jump, but the heart is relieved, immediately dare not hesitate, respectfully back to the way:
"I don't know how I got it. This ring suddenly flew into my hand."
After Mo Jueyuan answered, he felt a little uneasy. He didn't know whether the other party would believe him or not. In front of the other party, Mo Jueyuan didn't dare to lie. No one knew whether the other party would have any way to judge whether he had lied or not. However, the real situation was so strange that it was hard to believe. However, Mo Jueyuan didn't dare to make up a lie. If he was found by the other party, he waved, Enough to die a hundred times.
This seems to be a poor reason, I didn't expect that this handsome boy should believe it.
With a slight sigh, he looked at the ring on Mo Jueyuan's right hand with a trace of memory in his eyes. His voice softened and he said:
"Let me see this ring, will you?"
Junlang's voice was gentle, just like the spring breeze on his face, which made people feel very comfortable. Mo Jueyuan almost agreed without thinking. However, as soon as he finished speaking, Mo Jueyuan immediately woke up and secretly blamed himself for his carelessness.
Now that the words have been spoken, Mo Jueyuan can't take them back. Otherwise, he will annoy the other party. Once he dies, the wolf king can't live. Besides, Mo Jueyuan can't afford to gamble on Cheng Nuo, who is in deep sleep.
Immediately, Mo Jueyuan gently shakes his right hand, and the Haotian ring on his right hand suddenly shows his appearance. Mo Jueyuan gently takes it off and hands it to Junlang.
The young man gently took it. The color of memory in his eyes became more and more intense. His face was constantly changing. He was happy and sad. He seemed to laugh and cry. It was very strange.
When the wolf king regained his freedom, he immediately ran to Mo Jueyuan. His eyes were full of fear. He looked at the young man opposite him and said to Mo Jueyuan in his heart
"Master, who is this guy? It's so terrible that he let me fall into his mood in silence."
The wolf king's eyes were full of fear. Mo Jueyuan clearly felt that the wolf king's heart was constantly shaking.
Mo Chueh yuan also had fear in his heart, but he also knew that fear was useless. He had no qualification to compare himself with the other. He immediately said to the wolf king:
"Well, this man should have no malice to us, otherwise he would not have said so much nonsense and would have slapped us to death."
Before the wolf king said anything, Mo Jueyuan and the wolf king said at the same time:
"Yes, I don't mean you any harm, but you have a wrong saying. I don't need a slap to kill you, just... An idea."
Mo Chueh yuan and wolf king react to each other. Especially when they see each other's smiling face, Mo Chueh yuan and wolf king suddenly feel red on their faces and lower their heads in embarrassment. Maybe they are infected by each other's relaxed voice, which is the fear of wolf king and Mo Chueh yuan, Suddenly, it's a lot less.
Mo Chueh yuan glanced at the other side quietly. When he found that the other side was smiling, Mo Chueh yuan was a little calm. Then he hesitated and asked:
"Master, who are you?"
Junlang was a little stunned, with a touch of memory in his eyes. Then he said with a smile:
"You, call me martial uncle."
"Master... Martial uncle?"
Mo Jue yuan suddenly widened his eyes and stammered out two words. His eyes were full of disbelief.
"What? Are you aggrieved that I am your martial uncle? "
Junlang's face was just like his face, and his tone suddenly became serious, but his eyes flashed a smile.
Mo Jueyuan was startled by the speed of Junlang's face changing, and hastily explained:
"It's not like that. Younger generation, it's just... It's just... Well, martial nephew Mo Jueyuan, meet martial uncle."
Mo Chueh yuan gave an anxious explanation, but suddenly found that the other party was smiling. Mo Chueh yuan suddenly understood it. He was suddenly relieved and saluted respectfully.
"That's about the same, martial nephew. Get up."
Junlang nodded his head with a smile on his face. It seemed that he was very happy to take this nephew.
After that, Junlang looked at Mo Jueyuan carefully, and his eyes immediately showed admiration. He was very satisfied. He was experienced and experienced. Naturally, he could see Mo Jueyuan's actual age and his true realm at a glance. Although the level of xiangkong was a little low in the middle stage, it was extraordinary to reach such a level at the age of 17, "Haotianjue" is very difficult at the beginning, it has a very strong effect on strengthening the body, but promotion is also very difficult.
"Well, martial nephew, it seems that you are still very hard-working. You are 17 years old, and you are in the middle of xiangkong. If you put this level in ancient times, it is not worth mentioning, but now it is very good, especially in exile. By the way, how can you be here? Are you from exile? "
Junlang seems to be very confused about Mo Jueyuan's presence here. He immediately raises his eyebrows and asks Mo Jueyuan.
Although Mo Jueyuan called him martial uncle, he took out his heart and lungs the first time he met each other. It was a fool's work. However, such a thing is no secret. Mo Jueyuan told the other party the reason why he came to the place of exile. Moreover, Mo Jueyuan even told the other party the materials he lacked in arranging to break the air ban.