Fake Mechanic

As soon as Mo Lewen entered the door, it seemed that he didn't intend to talk properly, which Xiang Yu didn't understand.If Mo Lewen had really guessed that the teacher behind Mu Yuehai was a Dragon Clan, such behavior would be too aggressive, he seemed to come here with the intention of angering his opponent.

For Mo Lewen, who only entrusts a ray of soul in the human body of Tie Jintai, it seems that it is not a wise thing to annoy a member of the eight tribes, even if the eight tribes have suffered from old injuries Affected by the curse, also trapped in a human body.

"...Gara!"

As Mo Le heard these two words, another loud noise exploded in Fengrenju, like a thunder on the ground, and the turbulent energy quickly swayed around the boy as the center, and a typhoon of level [-] swept across the entire hall , and like the occasional terrifying beast horde that appeared in the wilderness outside the Eastern Imperial Capital, it overturned and crushed everything.

All the furniture and furnishings in the hall were piled up in a mess in the corners, and the table in the middle was the first to be blasted into flying sawdust. Mo Lewen appeared on the hard floor tiles where he was originally sitting. A pit with a diameter of half a foot and a depth of half a foot!

The bricks and stones were shattered radially, and the surroundings were shaped like cobwebs, and the black soil under the floor tiles could even be seen turning up in the middle.

Even Xiang Yu and Mu Yuehai were greatly affected by this shock, the strong wind hit their faces like a knife, and there was a vague aura familiar to Fatty.

Anti-space shock!

Just now, the young man who seemed unwilling to hear Mo Lewen say his name just waved his hand, and a gap was opened in the void above Mo Lewen's head. It fell from the sky, and only then did the astonishing scene just now appear.

With the ability to tear apart the space with just a lift of his hands and feet, this Jia Luo should be regarded as one of the bad-tempered members of the Eight Parts.

Wei also seemed to be alarmed, with a hint of surprise in his voice, "Gara?! The one who disappeared the longest among the Eight Parts, it is said that he and Ye Fu had a fight because of some things, and then there was no news. .”

"It doesn't feel good to be blown out?" Xiang Yu smiled wryly, "Is it too late to give me extra lessons now?"

"He's still in the mood to make a joke. Look for yourself, he's already about to use his exclusive weapon."

At the position where Mo Lewen was sitting before, a "hole" was opened in the air two meters above the ground. The anti-space rift did not disappear after releasing the impact of particles. Instead, it looked like a gray vertical pupil with no life at all. Stand in front of everyone.

An extremely powerful sense of coercion is released from the gap in the space, and the invisible wind pressure diffuses from Fengrenjuli, and the nearby apricot forests within tens of meters are affected, the crowns of the trees are tilted outward, and the branches and leaves are rustling Noisy, as if afraid to avoid it.

Something is about to cross the barrier of time and space and appear in this world.

Exclusive weapons... Even in the Dragon Clan, this is the supreme honor that only the Babu people can possess.Eight parts, eight exclusive weapons, except for Ye Fiend's Ye Di armor, which is an all-round attack and defense, and the other seven are weapons.

Even in the information passed by Wei, there is no record about the other seven weapons, only their names have been heard, but their people have not been seen.

Mo Lewen didn't know how to escape the attack that fell from the sky just now, which seemed like a punishment from God. The man appeared a few meters away, the extraordinary brocade clothes on his body were a little damaged, and his neat hair was also messed up a lot , the most important thing is that there is a line of blood that is slowly spreading at the corner of his mouth.

Not unscathed, even Mo Lewen was inevitably injured when avoiding this unexpected anti-space impact.

But he had an excited smile on his face, wiped the corners of his mouth disapprovingly, looked at the bright red line on the knuckles on the back of his hand, and his eyes were even more blazing, "It's amazing, you deserve to be the veteran of the dragon clan who can have exclusive weapons, 'Wu Shuanghua' , if I remember correctly, it should be her name?"

"You know a lot, why don't you come out of this body and face me upright?" The young Jia Luo was not moved at all, the gray vertical pupils twisted faster in the void, and the things inside were about to appear in the world.

"It's better to say my own identity from other people's mouths. I haven't done this for many years." Mo Lewen shook his head lightly, with a look of pity on his face, "Really I want to see Wushuanghua's peerless demeanor with my own eyes, but it's a pity that Tie Jintai can't die. Being hindered by that curse, even the speed of summoning his own exclusive weapons has slowed down. The Jia Luo who was in the past is no longer what he was then, oh..."

After Youyou sighed, Mo Lewen ignored the blood gushing from the corner of his mouth again, and walked away.

The opponent finally retreated.

The vertical pupils in the void slowly disappeared, the coercion dissipated, and the surrounding large apricot forests also returned to their original appearance. Another sigh came, this time it was Jia Luo.

"Since he said that, some of you should know his origin?"

The slightly tired boy glanced at the hall that seemed to have been ransacked, but couldn't find any undamaged tables and chairs. He simply sat on the ground and looked directly at Xiang Yu.

Although it was you who were talking about, this sentence was obviously addressed to Xiang Yu alone.

The fat man smiled awkwardly, followed suit and picked a complete floor tile to sit down, and said, "Mo Lewen, the current patriarch of the Ye Fu clan, but he entrusts his soul to the eldest prince, so I don't How to say it."

As he spoke, the fat man glanced at Mu Yuehai again, his face full of apology, as if he was saying he was sorry, brother-in-law, for not telling you these things.

The young man smiled, "It's smart, I know how to use this method to avoid the mutual induction between the dragons, but it's still dangerous for soldiers. It's a pity that my strength is not as good as before, otherwise I wouldn't just make him vomit blood."

The fat man glanced at the position of the gray vertical pupil in the air before, and asked curiously, "Wushuanghua? Is this the name of your weapon?"

The young man kept his eyes on Xiang Yu's left and right, and asked back, "Yesterday, there was a fluctuation in Ye Di's armor in Qingcheng, is it you?"

The fat man struggled for a second, then nodded honestly.Although Jia Luo in front of him still looks like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, the eight tribes are after all eight tribes. Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of grass ropes for ten years. He has eaten pu prison next to the murloc town. No, it should be After the loss of Dava, the fat man has learned to keep a low profile when he should.

In front of a member of the eight tribes of the Dragon Clan who had lived for an unknown number of years and was able to fight Ye Fu in the anti-space for three years, he refused to admit it. It was like lighting a lamp in the toilet, courting death.

A trace of complicated eyes flashed in Jia Luo's slender Danfeng eyes, and the fat man suddenly realized that the man in front of him would not hold grudges. Brother Luo wants me to take the blame for Ye Sha?

Cold sweat broke out all over his body immediately, and the fat man's face was a little uncomfortable. The young man seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and said with a chuckle, "Don't think too much, after living for a long time, you will inevitably feel that things are right and wrong, you are old. will know."

He clearly has a youthful face in his teens, and his youthfulness has not faded, but his words are old-fashioned and full of embarrassment. If this sharp contrast is not for the fact that he is at the bottom of the eight tribes, it will definitely make the fat man laugh out loud.

But now, instead of daring to laugh, he even felt a little flattered. The thought of being a fool on Chunfeng Street once again occupied the central nervous system.

"Ahem, I want to ask, this curse in you should have been around for a long time, why can't it go away, you have already saved tens of thousands of apricot trees for curing diseases and saving lives, God shouldn't treat you like this in terms of rewards for meritorious deeds ah."

"You want to know when I can help you deal with Meleaven?"

"Uh..." The fat man was a little tongue-tied, wondering if this was called a slap in the face.

The young man smiled faintly, "I was plotted by Ye Fiend back then. The two of them entered a human body in the form of a soul, gave up the powerful body of the dragon race, and then had a showdown in the anti-space. It was only because of their different ideas, but who would have thought that he would appear?" A sinister trick, although the human body he picked was ordinary, but he hid his backhand in the anti-space, I got the dragon secret technique, and my soul was trapped in this randomly selected body forever."

Speaking of this, he seemed to feel that the past was a bit unbearable, and in Fatty's eyes, his wry smile was exactly the same as his apprentice, "Ye Sha said that my Wushuanghua is a life-killing sword, and if the crime is serious, you have to use life to make up for it, forcing me to promise salvation. Only the promise of 10 lives can pull out the Wushuanghua again, and the day I pull out the Wushuanghua is the day I can leave this body."

The fat man felt a little flustered when he heard this, "Wait a minute, didn't you plan to summon weapons from the anti-space just now, don't tell me you were actually scaring Mo Lewen."

The young man smiled bitterly, "I've been incognito for so long, and let Ah Ren come out to treat people for me, what do you think?"

The fat man was dumbfounded, "It's really an empty plan... Didn't you just summon half of it just now? Could it be that you will lose all your success if you pull it out at the end?"

The young man shook his head, "No, I can use Wushuanghua at any time, but once I use her, I will be trapped in this body forever. Ye Fiend is nothing more than trying to kill my murderous intentions, and use 10 lives to kill Wushuang. The hostility of Hua's life-killing sword is completely expelled."

"This……"

The fat man was speechless. The thoughts of the big bosses of the Dragon Clan were really beyond human comprehension. With an extremely long lifespan as the basis, they would not take the astronomical figure of [-] seriously.

An ordinary doctor sees a cold patient even if he sees a cold patient all year round, and he can see less than 50 people in [-] years of practice. Not so many people with intractable diseases come to you.

It took two years of time and energy for Mu Yuehai, and the fat man finally understood why the boy disappeared from the Dragon Clan's sight for such a long time.The old guy's ability to force people to swear is really not covered!

Mu Yuehai was always listening quietly, and then she couldn't help but interjected, "If Teacher's sword used to be a life-killing sword, then your medical skills..."

The boy's answer almost made the fat man fall on his back.

"I learned it later."

No wonder everyone in the world wants to live forever. Having time is almost equivalent to having everything. Even if you didn't even know herbs before, you could only kill and kill, but after a long time, you can still learn a license to practice medicine with a good hand and a heart.

Fatty complained a lot in secret, and he couldn't help feeling envious, if he could have the lifespan of a dragon, wouldn't it be 360 ​​lines, and I would be the number one scholar?

The fat man is troublesome, so he asked him: "I just want to ask, is there anything you can't cure?"

"It used to be a lot, but now it's less."

"now what?"

"Nine percent."

Xiang Yu and Mu Yuehai looked at each other with different meanings in their eyes.

Mu Yuehai felt that he was lucky because he had a hard life. If he met the former Jia Luo, maybe there would not be the current Qingcheng Sword Master; while Xiang Yu lamented that there are too many strange diseases in the world. I don't know that the master who has practiced medicine for hundreds of years still cannot cure all diseases.

While the three were talking, the door of the medicine store was pushed open again, and Dong Fengren came out with a surprised expression on his face. He saw the three sitting on the floor, and nothing in the hall was intact. He kept his mouth shut for a long time without speaking.

Even the specially made iron door of the medicine storehouse could not stop Jia Luo from summoning Wu Shuanghua's sword just now.

"What's the matter? I've only been in for a few minutes."

The young man glanced at the one-armed middle-aged man, and smiled faintly, "Aren, don't be busy dispensing medicine, we have to move again."

Fatty is very happy to see this one-armed middle-aged man now, pretending to be a doctor, not to mention that he is quite entertaining, at least what he said in Xinglin really bluffed himself, so he gave him a thumbs up from a distance.

Dong Fengren is not stupid, just now when the young man asked him to avoid it, he knew that the matter had been revealed, but he didn't expect the change to come so fast, and when he turned around, there was another earth-shaking scene behind him.

Shaking his head and sighing, Dong Fengren silently turned around to pack his things. In his memory, a similar thing happened once more than ten years ago, but it was a woman who came that time.

Mu Yuehai guessed what might happen next, but still felt a bit reluctant, "Do you really want to leave?"

The young man glanced at him and said helplessly, "I thought that one day you would eventually find out the truth of the matter, but I never thought it would be like this."

The fat man sighed at the side, "Mo Lewen won't let it go, maybe his purpose of coming here is to force you to reveal your identity, and now he is wounded and walking away, and he has already been convicted of committing this crime in the future, it depends on what he does acted."

He said with a rather embarrassing expression on his face, and said to the boy: "I didn't expect him to use me to find you just to cut off Mu Yuehai's last retreat."

The young man shook his head, "It has nothing to do with you. Without you, he would still use other methods to force Xiao Hai to find me. I guess he doesn't want me to be an uncontrolled pawn in the chess game he has planned for a long time."

The fat man thought for a while and asked, "You heard it too. He clearly intends to assassinate the current emperor of the empire, but I still can't figure out why he would admit his purpose so arrogantly."

The young man pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps he is only like this to those who have secrets to us. You can imagine that even if we come forward to expose him, our identities are already doomed. Not many people will believe our words. He I have figured this out, so I simply made it clear that the chariots and horses forced us to express our views. If I guessed correctly, I am afraid that Dong Fengren, the medical saint, has already been labeled as someone who is not of my race. The time has come to tell the world."

"Then you can choose not to leave," Fatty rarely meets a strong man who can make Mo Lewen vomit blood just by drawing a sword. Although he is cursed, he is Jia Luo, one of the eight tribes of the dragon clan. Shan Wushuanghua really pulled out from the void, and I don't know what an earth-shattering blow it will be.

But the young man shook his head again and vetoed, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I know you really want me to be your ally, but after being a doctor for so long, my desire to kill has really faded a lot, Night Fury has already I have been dead for many years, and I have to finish what I promised him and give him an explanation. Even in the age of the ancient earth you are talking about, I am not very interested in participating in the battles of the imperial power dragon chair in the human world. This should be The biggest difference between me and Gandapo and Ye Fu..."

"You didn't have a clone on the earth at that time? Isn't Dong Feng, the man in Xinglin, the story you left behind at that time?" Avatars' favorite playground, all kinds of role-playing, all-powerful dynastic changes are all within a single thought. Is this one a special case?Everyone else likes to be an emperor, a strong man, and take life and death, but he can only learn medicine to save people because of a certain promise?

The young man looked at the apricot forest outside, seemed to be lost in reminiscence of the past, and said after a while, "After Dong Feng, I did have a clone who left a story. Maybe you have heard of that name."

"Who?" Fatty suddenly felt gossip, and asked a little closer.

A gleam of light flashed in Danfeng's slender eyes, the young man didn't say his name, but just recited five words casually.

"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without leaving."