The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 273 A Black Thing
Mo Huasong sneered, "I put a defensive magic weapon on Mu Fanxuan. If someone attacks her, the opponent will be attacked by my magic weapon."

"So it was your magic weapon that saved me just now?" Mu Fanxuan liked Mo Huasong more and more.

This elm wood is pretty good, and it has a little ability. "I wonder why Wu Xingchang and the others flew out by themselves."

Mo Huasong said to the two female bodyguards: "It's not your fault, it's also my carelessness. Now, I will help you improve your strength, and directly improve your innate martial arts. Such ordinary people are no longer your opponents."

Mo Huasong saw that the two female bodyguards were also seriously injured, but they still desperately wanted to protect Mu Fanxuan, so he didn't blame them.

"Just upgrade to innate martial arts?" The female bodyguard couldn't believe Mo Huasong's words.

How is this possible?Now the two of them are the acquired eighth level of martial arts. If they want to upgrade to the acquired nine level, it will usually take a few years.

Even if Mo Huasong has the ability to give them a lot of good pills, it will probably take a certain amount of time.

Now Mo Huasong said that he would directly help them upgrade to innate martial arts, he was just joking.

Seeing that they didn't believe it, Mo Huasong directly patted the female bodyguard on the left without saying anything.

An invisible qi hit her acupuncture point, before she could make a sound, Mo Huasong continued to wave his hand in the air.

Waves of zhenqi shot out from Mo Huasong's hand, and landed on more than a dozen acupuncture points of the female bodyguard.

Not only was the female bodyguard unable to move, but her face was flushed red now, which made people feel very scary.

Finally, Mo Huasong took out a yellow elixir, pointed at the female bodyguard with his right index finger, opened her mouth, and the yellow elixir fell into her mouth.

Mo Huasong let out a sigh of relief and said, "Now sit down and practice your martial arts quickly. After practicing for a few weeks, your martial arts will be promoted to the innate stage."

"Yes, master." The female bodyguard showed ecstasy on her face.

Others don't know her current physical condition, but she knows it very well.

Now she has a lot of powerful energy in her body, directly propping up her meridians to the point of exploding, this is a sign before the breakthrough.

So she hurried to the side and sat down to practice.

Another female bodyguard also walked up to Mo Huasong expectantly. Mo Huasong did the same to improve the other party's strength.

Now Mo Huasong is using the true energy in his body to help them improve their martial arts.

Although this was good for them, it also cost him a lot of energy.

Of course, the true energy that Mo Huasong has consumed can be recovered by practicing again.

However, ordinary cultivators would not help others do such things that harm themselves and benefit others.

In their eyes, self-cultivation is the right way, so why help mortals improve?

Why don't they practice on their own?The lives of mortals are like ants, not worth caring about.

Mu Fanxuan saw that the two female bodyguards were sitting on the side practicing exercises, while Mo Huasong turned pale and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'll just take a rest." Mo Huasong said with a smile. "After a while, they will have innate martial arts and strong strength, so they can protect you better."

Mu Fanxuan looked at Mo Huasong obsessively: "Are you wasting your internal energy for me?"

"No, it's not." Mo Huasong turned his face guiltily. "I think you are stupid, lest something happen, and my family's business will be affected by then."

"Really?" Seeing that Mo Huasong didn't dare to admit it, Mu Fanxuan smiled and didn't ask further.

Mo Huasong said, "Give me your bank account number."

"Do you want money again?" Although Mu Fanxuan asked, she immediately told Mo Huasong her bank account number. "password is--"

Now Mu Fanxuan feels that money is not a very important thing, as long as this elm in front of her loves her and can do nothing for her, then it will be fine.

Money is something outside of the body, if you don't bring it with you when you are born, if you don't take it with you when you die, she just gives him all the money she has.

Mo Huasong raised his hand to stop him and said, "Stupid woman, I know you are stupid, but I don't know you are so stupid. Do you need a password to save money for you?"

"You, you save money for me?" Mu Fanxuan was surprised.

Mo Huasong did not speak to Mu Fanxuan, but took the boss's mobile phone, opened the mobile banking software inside, and transferred the cash in the other party's card to Mu Fanxuan.

These two bosses have more than one billion yuan in the bank, which just compensates for her loss when she came to the capital this time.

Just now, Mu Fanxuan had picked up her mobile phone, and when she saw the message of more than one billion credits appearing on her mobile phone, she opened her eyes wide: "Hey, Yu Mutou, did you really give me so much money?"

"Nonsense." Mo Huasong threw away the two mobile phones.

Although Mu Fanxuan didn't care about money, Mo Huasong was in a very good mood when he gave her so much money at once, which showed that he valued her.

"You gave me so much money? Do you want to keep me?" Mu Fanxuan asked.

"No." Mo Huasong took out the wooden stool that he got in the night garden, and studied it carefully.

The soul species has always been interested in this thing, just like a child seeing his favorite ice cream.

Mu Fanxuan looked at the corpses on the ground, and regretfully said: "You acted too quickly just now, in fact, you don't need to kill them, you can let them be witnesses. In this way, those families will not dare to do anything to you, after all, you have the right Woolen cloth."

Mo Huasong snorted coldly, and said domineeringly: "I, Mo Batian, never explain to others what I do all my life. I kill when I want to, and don't care about others."

"Oh, I'm afraid something will happen to you. If something happens to you, what should I do?" Mu Fanxuan's eyes were red as she spoke.

"Don't you have more than one billion? You can live a very chic life." Mo Huasong replied.

"Hmph, Yumutou." Seeing that Mo Huasong was so puzzled, Mu Fanxuan turned around and ignored him angrily.

Mo Huasong took out a small black knife, cut out the wooden stool, and found a small black particle inside, like a small particle in a tree hole, the size of a grain of rice.

"What is this?" Mo Huasong said to himself.

When Mu Fanxuan saw that Mo Huasong was ignoring her and staring at the logs intently, she became even more angry.

At this time, the soul seed in Mo Huasong's spiritual sea seemed to rush out of it, as if to swallow that little thing.

Mo Huasong couldn't control that much, he just threw the little thing into the spiritual sea.

"call."

The soul seed swallowed the little thing immediately, and then a strange thing happened.

Mo Huasong felt his spirit tremble, then his head went dizzy, and he fell forward.

"What's wrong with you?" Although Mu Fanxuan ignored Mo Huasong, she still glanced at him secretly. After all, his face was quite pale, maybe he was exhausted?
Sure enough, as she expected, this bragging man couldn't take it anymore and was about to faint.

Mu Fanxuan hurriedly hugged Mo Huasong, letting his head rest on her chest.

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