The energy cycle was instantly disrupted after being hit by a heavy punch, and even though the energy would recover on its own under the operation of the prayer chakra, the next punch of the martial corpse continued to appear until it was fully recovered.

The disconnection of the energy supply will cause the body to appear slightly sluggish.

But for the open-eyed martial corpse, this is enough.

The joy floating in the air can only eat heavy punches one after another.

From the other party's indifferent red pupils, happiness seems to see excitement and...

Taunt.

Xie Yi's lips were chapped by the wind.

Turning around and touching the shadow lying not far from his side, Xie Yi's hand was clenched on the hilt of the knife, getting tighter and tighter.

A free, arrogant, and wanton spiritual torrent entered Xie Yi's body like an electric current, Xie Yi's back was straightened, and the whites of his eyes turned red in an instant.

Xie Yi, who was trying his best to suppress it, felt that he was about to lose control, and his hands and feet trembled slightly when he was overpowered.

Just as Xie Yi's pupils were about to be attacked by Scarlet, an even more powerful spiritual force descended like Mount Tai.

"Children, don't get excited, just watch quietly. ”

Within a few meters of Xie Yi's circumference, the entire ground collapsed, and Xie Yi seemed to be pressed by the invisible Mount Tai, from the carp fighting failure and half-pouting style, to the turtle going out to sea to drill mud and planting onions.

"Okay, that's the end of the show, what do you think?"

Old man Mo twisted his goatee with one hand, put the other behind his back, and connected his fingers.

The martial corpse in the distance suddenly stopped and resumed its standing posture, its eyes slowly closed.

Revert to lifeless form.

"It seems a bit unreasonable to treat Director Ding's apprentice like this. ”

Zhuang Yan hesitated slightly, and found that You'er couldn't grasp the thoughts of the strange old man beside her at the moment.

Looking at the joy of falling to the ground reluctantly, he reluctantly got up, knowing that the martial corpse did not exert all his strength just now.

Most of the doubts about the old man with the goatee were reduced in her heart, and she did not answer, but asked out loud.

"The old man only told me to do something, but didn't tell me what to do. ”

Old man Mo rubbed his fingers repeatedly and continued

"Let's go, it's our turn. ”

As he spoke, he walked out first.

Happy gritted his teeth and barely got up from the ground, and sat down with his legs twisted hard, and the bones of his whole body were in severe pain as if they were broken.

He looked at the man and woman who appeared out of thin air and walked towards him, his face full of resentment.

"Don't look at me like that. ”

Old man Mo approached and squatted down, staring at his happy face with a playful expression, intentionally or unintentionally ignoring the blue and black circle of the right eye of the handsome young man in front of him.

"Mr. Mo, don't you think it's too much to bully a junior like this?"

In just a short period of time, he was happy to eat at least dozens of punches from the martial corpse, and his back molars were trembling at the moment.

From the moment he saw Old Man Mo appear, he seemed to understand something, but the anger, shame, and resentment that rose in his heart couldn't be suppressed.

"Some people don't want you to die on the battlefield, I originally thought you were a genius, but now, you are still too tender. ”

Old man Mo shook his head noncommittally, with a look of regret.

Neither Happy nor Zhuang Yan knew what he was sorry about.

"What does that mean? Nothing!"

happily wiped the blood from his mouth, turned his head to look at the quiet martial corpse behind him, and then looked at Old Man Mo.

I don't know why, I'm very uncomfortable in my heart, it's one thing to be looked down upon, and on the other hand, I can't understand it for a while.

"What do you mean?"

Old Man Mo's expression did not change, but his tone was extremely contemptuous.

"The golden corpse's heyday combat power can rival that of the extraterritorial heavenly demons, with your current cultivation, it is also normal, this time I came here to give you a reminder, don't be dug a pit and jump down stupidly. ”

Old man Mo stood up, threw a look at Zhuang Yan, and walked in the direction he came from with his hands behind his back.

As he walked, he said leisurely,

"Don't always think about relying on him, he can save you once, but he can't save you every time, you only have one life, if you die, you are really dead. ”

The martial corpse followed Old Man Mo's back and walked away unhurriedly, leaving only Happy to sit and Zhuang Yan standing, in an extremely uncoordinated position.

Zhuang Yan hesitated for a few seconds, hesitated again and again but explained,

"I was taken captive by him, and I didn't know it beforehand. ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Only the joy of sitting was left, and the pitiful Xie Yi who was planting onions in the distance.

"I didn't see it, this stinky boy's sword is really sharp, it's a loss, this time I must find a way to knock out the bamboo pole from the old Dingtou!"

After Old Man Mo walked far away, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it on his arm repeatedly, as if the happy sword did not hit the martial corpse, but slashed on his arm.

The arrival of night ignites another hustle and bustle of the city.

Happy to be alone in the sevens and drink stuffy.

From a few people in the afternoon to the deafening music now, the happy mind is very messy, and he has never sorted out a clue.

ruthlessly rejected a few seductive and charming eyes, and the joy with big sunglasses completely became the background of this human scene.

Happy didn't care, the big sunglasses did a good job of hiding his panda eyes that were not completely swollen, and he completely isolated himself from the environment that was out of place in his own world.

The hot liquid flowed down his throat, not only could not extinguish the fire of innocence in his heart, but there was a tendency to add fuel to the fire, and the dull joy suddenly began to suspect that drinking alcohol, a mortal way of relieving sorrow, was not suitable for him.

Very unsuitable!

"I'm sorry, can I sit here?"

A hoarse voice sounded in front of Happy Happy, and through the dark sight, there was a rough man opposite.

He was thirty or forty years old, with a pair of triangular eyes smoked from long-term drunkenness under his messy thatched head, slightly squinted and unfocused, a thick black beard that almost covered half of his face, and his vocal cords, which had been ravaged by tobacco for a long time, were covered with frizzy sand.

The man saw the young man wearing big sunglasses looking at him for a while, raised his hand and raised the foreign wine in his hand, and put the two glasses on the round table of the booth with the other hand.

The man turned sideways at the right time, showing the scene that the bar was still extremely hot under the not very wide line of sight.

The man's meaning is quite clear, and it is really not easy to find a place here.

The happy ghost, who didn't want to be disturbed, raised his hand and motioned for the man to sit down.

At the moment when the man turned his face, the high curve of the nose bridge left a deep impression on the joy.

No matter how rough a man looks, he should have been delicate at one time.

I'm happy to think for no reason.

"Friend, you're not an ordinary person, are you?"

The man uncorked the wine bottle, poured a glass and gestured to the delight.

happily raised the beer bottle in his hand, and the other party instantly understood.

"Oh?

For the generosity of strangers, happiness has always been grateful, but the nature of a conversation is still there.

Whether it's out of politeness or something else.

The man poured a small half cup of dark red liquid into it in one gulp, and a faint flush swelled up on his unhealthy dark yellow complexion.

"I don't think you're hurting lightly. ”

The man licked his lips, and when he had finished speaking, he licked his lips and seemed very satisfied with the taste of the wine.

Happy that the originally loose heartstrings suddenly tensed, took a sip of beer, and did not answer.

The man, noticing the slight change in happiness, laughed at himself, picked up the bottle and continued to pour it, saying as he poured.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just a rotten drunkard who can't find a place to sit temporarily, and I don't have a door, forgive me. ”

"It's just a skin injury, you're a doctor?"

Happy to probe it.

"Uh... There is a word called the same end, you just drink too much and talk nonsense. ”

The man laughed to himself, picked up his glass and leaned against the soft back of the booth, staring at the glare lights on the roof of the bar.

The distance between the two men was less than a meter, but a few simple conversations drew a clear dividing line.

"Friend, the corpse qi on your body is thick but not heavy, scattered but not hairy, what do you do? Or do you often come into contact with corpses?"

The brief silence between the two was broken by the man again, and the feeling of frustration in his heart became more and more serious.

Through the big sunglasses, the man didn't notice it at all.

"I got into a fight with someone, and the other party... It's kind of weird. ”

When the man heard this, he reached out and took another wine glass and began to drink.

With one palm, he stroked the thick glass that filled one-third of the capacity, and the dark red liquid turned pure white and transparent.

The man picked up the glass and handed it to the delight,

"A drink will heal you. ”