"What kind of Dao technique is that, it's too powerful, isn't it?" Mo Yu asked curiously.

"I really want to know?" Wang Fan squinted and smiled.

"Yes. ”

"Kiss me and I'll tell you!" Wang Fan squeezed his eyebrows and smiled evilly. It's just that an eighty-year-old guy has such an expression, which is really creepy.

Mo Yu was not polite, he directly gasped, gritted his teeth and said: "Miss Qiu Ben, who took advantage of me just now, hasn't settled accounts with you yet!

Wang Fan screamed miserably and immediately warned: "Do you know what stupid thing you are doing? You are beating the old man? Do you know how awesome the old man is? No one dares to help him lying on the ground, and you still dare to do it, do you know that you are useless?"

Wang Fan kicked Moyu again: "I will beat you when you lie on the ground, what's wrong with the old man? It's better when you're old, you can't run away if you want to, Miss Ben will teach you a good lesson." ”

"You don't know anything about the power of the old man!Ah~ Don't slap your face, hey, hey, don't kick your crotch...... You can't kick your ass either...... Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, I'll tell you okay. Wang Fan finally relented, he was really afraid that Moyu would tear down his old bones!

"Hmph! See if you dare to be reckless in the future? Mo Yu raised his fist and threatened with a small face.

"Don't dare, don't dare, can't afford to provoke. Wang Fan hurriedly shook his head.

"This is the only magic technique I have mastered so far, and my name is Xia Yu. ”

"Divine Transformation Xia Yu, how could he have such a casual name?"

"It doesn't matter what the name is, you don't have to shout it when you cast it anyway. Wang Fan smiled, "Although the difference between the magic and the séance is only one word, but there is a world of difference, the séance is only to attract some divine power from the underworld and turn it into one's own use; ”

"Is there a big difference?" Mo Yu asked carefully.

"Let's get rid of the word "mo". The difference is very big, especially big, other people's strength is always someone else's, it does not belong to their own strength, no matter how hard they try, it is impossible to let them exert 100% of their strength, it is good to be able to use one-tenth of their power. But if it is used by the original owner, it can be used to the extreme. Wang Fan patiently explained, "For example, if you use the remote control to control the robot to complete some actions, it is far less than letting the robot have its own soul and act on its own, so flexible and casual, and it will be smooth." ”

"And I can use séance for hours, and I will fight fiercely without any after-effects, but the séance is different...... Xia Yu only made two swords, and he almost drained all my vitality. ”

"The two Dao techniques are superior to each other, and it can be seen why the Transformation Technique is also called the Forbidden Technique, which is completely a kind of killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, it is a burning life in battle, and if one is not grasped well, the small life will be gone. ”

Wang Fan's voice was palpitating, although he had been mentally prepared, but when Xia Yu was extracting his vitality power sword to slash the mad Jiao, the feeling of the rapid passage of life was really terrifying.

Some people are afraid of blood drawing, watching the crimson blood gurgling out of their body along the transparent tube, as if watching their own life pass with their own eyes, of course, the right amount of blood drawing does not affect the body's health, but is beneficial to the body.

But Wang Fan really watched his life being extracted, every cell, every inch of flesh, every bone, and every drop of bone marrow in his body was draining the essence, although it was not very painful, but that feeling was really worse than death.

"That'...... So what are you going to do now? Will you always be like this?" Mo Yu's voice trembled slightly, and he was inexplicably distressed.

"If I can't recover, won't you love me anymore?" Wang Fan looked lonely and looked very sad.

"Who loves...... You?" Mo Yu's face was slightly red at first, and then he was angry, wanting to scold him and talk nonsense, but when he saw Wang Fan's pitiful appearance and lost expression, he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, thinking that Wang Fan was strange and pitiful, I am afraid that he really can't recover, and his heart suddenly throbbed.

"Don't be too uncomfortable, get older...... There's nothing wrong with being old, well, that ......" Mo Yu rolled his eyes and began to organize the wording, asking not to be pretentious, but also to comfort his wounded heart, rekindle hope in life, and live hard and strong...... It seems a bit harder.

She thought about it for a long time, and finally said hesitantly, "The old man is also very good, everyone respects the old and loves the young, there are people who give up their seats when they take the bus, there will be kind people to help them when they cross the traffic light, and the elderly, soldiers, and disabled people are also given priority in queuing up to buy tickets." Well~ there is also pension insurance ......"

Burst!

Wang Fan spit out a mouthful of old blood, burst into tears, old tears, one hand covered her aching chest, and the other old hand trembled and grabbed the hem of her clothes, and said in a pleading voice: "What you said is right, don't say it, don't say it, the old man is fine." "Damn, if you keep talking, the old man will have to be angry to death by you!

Is there such a comforting thing as you? The old man wants to kill you with a cane.

"Oops~ Don't be too sad, get older and get older, the older a man is, the more attractive he is. Mo Yu also felt a little embarrassed, squatted on the ground and patted Wang Fan's back gently, and comforted him softly.

"Finally said a human word. Wang Fan relieved himself and glanced at her.

"And it's okay if you can't recover, you're just not used to it for the time being, and you'll be fine after a while. Mo Yu said with a sweet smile, giving the old man enough care.

"Who said it couldn't be recovered?"

"Can it be recovered?" Mo Yu looked stunned, his face was incredulous, and his hand froze suddenly.

"Nonsense, of course you can! Did I say that I can't recover?" Wang Fan looked a scoundrel, and would never admit that he had pretended to be before, misleading her into thinking that this was irreversible old age.

Bang!

Mo Yu kicked him with a dog to eat, and said angrily while kicking: "Then what's the matter with your loveless appearance? Dare to lie to me, win sympathy, and ask for comfort? I will kick you to death." I'm so worried about you, you big liar. ”

Wang Fan screamed again and again, the old bones were almost kicked apart, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "You are enough, I advise you to stop in moderation, otherwise I won't recover, I will be like this for the rest of my life, let you be sad!"

Mo Yu pinched her slender waist, and her face was puffing: "What does it matter to me whether you recover or not? ”

"Okay, okay, can't I be wrong?" Wang Fan finally relented, confessed that he shouldn't pretend to be pitiful to win her sympathy, and finally muttered, "Isn't this rare for you?

Mo Yu's ears were tipped, hearing his muttering, her heart softened inexplicably, and somewhere warm in her heart, she hesitated for a while, and said, "Then how do you recover? What do you need?"

(End of chapter)