About half an hour later, Su Chi suppressed Xu Shu's poison and addiction again, but his spiritual power was almost exhausted again.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and meditate, replenishing and consuming the spiritual power of heaven and earth, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.

Cong Peiying came back, half a step behind and walked behind one person.

The man looked to be about sixty years old, with gray hair, a dark red complexion, and a faint sense of non-anger and self-authority, and at first glance he looked like a man who had been in a position of power for a long time.

As soon as they saw this person, Han Ling and Li Shaofei hurriedly got up and saluted respectfully.

"The younger sister-in-law Han Ling (Eagle Claw Gate Li Shaofei) visited Master Mo. ”

"It turned out to be two virtuous nephews, haha, sit down, no need to be formal. Mo Yunshan laughed heartily, his eyes swept away, and fell on Hao Zhuo's face, who was leisurely drinking tea.

This guy is pretending again!

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he picked up the teacup, picked up the lid, cocked his orchid fingers, and slowly plucked the floating tea leaves, but the look on his face was so unbearable.

"This is the personal disciple of the ancestor of the ancestor of the Zhangbei cultivator of this sect, Hao Zhuohao's uncle. Cong Peiying raised his hand and pointed at Hao Zhuo, and introduced Mo Yunshan first.

"Oh. Mo Yunshan nodded slightly, pulled off his clothes, and sat in the main seat, sitting opposite Hao Zhuo across the Eight Immortals table.

Hao Zhuo seemed to be still plucking the tea, but his small eyes were rolling.

He is still waiting for Mo Yunshan, the head of Kunlun, to salute him and call him uncle!

I sat down with my ass...... It's really infuriating to be so disrespectful.

"Uncle Hao, this is the head of this sect. Cong Peiying introduced Hao Zhuo again.

One after the other, the order of respect and inferiority can be understood by a discerning person at a glance, but Hao Zhuo doesn't know this.

"Oh. Hao Zhuo also sighed.

Mother, yes, play with Zhuoye?

Who's afraid of whom?

Zhuoye, I want to see who can outperform whom!

Su Chi laughed secretly in his heart.

This guy really didn't score to the extreme!

No matter how senior you are, Zhang Beixiu is also the head of Kunlun!

The head of the sect is the head of the sect, representing the entire sect, and in private, he may argue with you about seniority, but in this formal setting, you have to meet him!

Hao Zhuo not only didn't mean to meet Mo Yunshan at all, but instead snapped the teacup on the table of the Eight Immortals, and shouted at the disciple who was entertaining, "Pour tea! Don't you see that Zhuo Ye's tea is gone again?"

What's the point you're going to make if you're gone!

You bastard did it on purpose!

The hospitality disciple scolded in his heart, but he could only swallow his anger and refill Hao Zhuo's tea, secretly hoping that Mo Yunshan would be able to clean up this guy who didn't know the height of the sky.

Hao Zhuo behaved like this, Mo Yunshan looked as usual, and he didn't speak, just picked up the teacup and sipped it himself.

Cong Peiying's eyebrows were about to condense together, and she had the intention to remind Hao Zhuo to visit the master, but when she thought that the other party was her uncle and an elder, it would be a bit rude to say such things. After hesitating for a long time, he simply turned his head to the side and ignored it.

Gotcha, what do you love!

accompanied Hao Zhuo all the way, Cong Peiying had already seen what kind of virtue Hao Zhuo was.

Unexpectedly, Hao Zhuo's next sentence almost made him fall off the chair.

"I said Yunshan," Hao Zhuo shook Erlang's legs and looked at Mo Yunshan with a smile on his face, "Zhuoye, I don't think you look very good, do you have anything to worry about?" ”

Nima!

Huanyun Mountain...... The boss is in his sixties, and you can scream for a little brat!

Are you in charge?

Who do you think you are?

"Everything is fine in Yunshan, and Uncle Hao is not old. Mo Yunshan smiled indifferently, by this time, he already knew what kind of virtue Hao Zhuo was, so he didn't bother to see him in general, "Uncle Zhang's ancestor has always been good, where is he traveling now?"

"You ask my master," Hao Zhuo scratched his head, "he is in better health, and I can eat more than Zhuoye." He didn't travel, he stayed in the Demon Capital Mental Hospital all day long, smoking cigarettes, drinking wine, not to mention living a lot of moisturizing. ”

Hao Zhuo told the truth, but Mo Yunshan and Cong Peiying were mistaken.

Psychiatric hospital?

How did Uncle Zhang go there?

Is this guy talking nonsense, or is it really something?

Could it be that he still can't worry about the events of that year, and he has become ill and mentally disordered?

Huh?

Modu Mental Hospital?!

Mo Yunshan suddenly reacted, isn't the Dragon Soul Headquarters in the First Mental Hospital of the Demon Capital, could it be that Uncle Zhang has joined the Dragon Soul?

But if that's the case, why didn't Meng Guanlong say a word?

Is it that he doesn't know the origin of Uncle Zhang's ancestor and Benmen, or is he deliberately concealing it?

If it's the former, that's it, if it's the latter...... What is Meng Guanlong's intention?

In an instant, Mo Yunshan had a thousand thoughts in his heart.

"Uncle Shi is really free and easy, Yunshan can't do it. Mo Yunshan suppressed the speculation in his heart and smiled indifferently.

"Free and easy?" When Hao Zhuo heard this, the corners of his mouth grinned, "Don't mention it, he is free and easy, Zhuo Ye was tossed miserably by him, you don't know, he doesn't know where the tendons are wrong, tossing Zhuo Ye and me all day long, if it weren't for Zhuo Ye and I am clever, I can't live until now!"

"Haha......" Mo Yunshan laughed a few times and shook his head.

As soon as Hao Zhuo said these few words, he confirmed that Zhang Bei had cultivated into the dragon soul, and even his temperament was the same as when he was in Kunlun!

Mo Yunshan didn't pay attention to Hao Zhuo, his eyes fell on Su Chi's face, "This young man is ......"

When he entered the door, Han Ling and Li Shaofei both stepped forward to salute, but only this person and the woman sat still. It's just that the woman is an ordinary person, this person obviously has ancient martial arts, but she always sits steadily, which is a little abnormal.

"He's Zhuoye, my boss. Before Su Chi could speak, Hao Zhuo preemptively said, "He came to Kunlun to ask for something." ”

Hao Zhuo still didn't mention Su Chi's name, and only replaced it with the boss.

"Oh, what are you asking for?" Mo Yunshan looked at Su Chi with a smile.

"Master Mo," Su Chi hugged his fists, "The juniors see that your face is dark red, as if you have internal injuries, and the juniors have some rough medical skills, can you let the juniors take the pulse for you and have a diagnosis." ”

As soon as Mo Yunshan entered the door, Su Chi noticed that there was something wrong with his face, either he was injured or went crazy.

If you want to take it, you must give it first, since you have asked for the Kunlun faction, you might as well heal Mo Yunshan's injuries first.

"Oh, will you still diagnose patients?" Mo Yunshan and Cong Peiying glanced at each other, stretched out their wrists, and put them on the table, "In this way, it will be troublesome for Shaoxia." ”

Half a year ago, Mo Yunshan went mad when he hit the realm of the grandmaster, not only did he not succeed, but he also injured his veins, and after cultivating for half a year, he almost exhausted all the good prescriptions, and he didn't get better.

Although this person is young, he is not like a person with a detached personality, since he dares to speak, he must have some real chapters.

In this case, it doesn't hurt to let him see it, and he should be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Su Chi was about to get up, when suddenly, there was a violent sound at the door.

"Don't be in charge! This person is the enemy of this family!"

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