This kind of thing has happened, and the team naturally doesn't dare to stop and rest, and directly set off overnight, but Mo Chen doesn't care about this, and continues to fall asleep.

He dared to guarantee that the other party would not take any more action tonight, although it was not clear who the other party was, but as long as the other party had a little intelligence, he would not send anyone again tonight.

Mo Chen didn't know why, he was very sleepy after waking up this time, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he lost consciousness and fell asleep, and he slept directly until the next morning.

But at this time, the door of the carriage was opened, and the person who came in to investigate Mo Chen's situation was instantly stunned when he saw Mo Chen sleeping there unharmed at the moment.

Just ran away, and immediately told the middle-aged bearded man the news here, and the other party was also shocked after hearing it, he planted such a powerful poison and didn't do anything at all, and he was still sleeping?

After leaving a few people in charge, the middle-aged bearded man took the rest of the people and immediately came to Mo Chen's carriage as fast as he could, and when they saw Mo Chen sleeping soundly there, they realized that the other party really didn't lie to themselves.

"Boss, what the hell is going on, how can he, an ordinary person who has no cultivation at all, be able to solve the poison of that blood-turning snake?

"Yes, when we brought him back yesterday, he was already dying, and we just fed him a few antidote pills, but now he can't see that something is wrong."

"Could it be the few pills you gave him yesterday, they are actually high-level antidote pills that have been confused?"

"I'll go, don't scare me......"

......

The rest of the people were talking about Mo Chen's situation on the side, only the middle-aged bearded man came to Mo Chen's side alone, after giving Mo Chen a pulse, he was very sure that the poison in Mo Chen's body had already been resolved, but this made him unable to explain it.

"There is no cultivation, and you are not a body refiner, apart from these two, what other way can you dissolve that poison?" the middle-aged bearded man muttered to himself.

Because if there is cultivation, it is reasonable, and if there is cultivation, he can forcibly force the poison out, but he is very sure that Mo Chen has no cultivation, and there are many powerful body cultivators Due to the special physique, some people have long been invulnerable.

But obviously, Mo Chen is neither, and that's why it doesn't make sense.

"You say, could this person be the rarest spirit warrior? He relied on soul power to cure the poison, do you think this is possible?" I don't know who said this, but this sentence woke up the person in the dream.

Everyone immediately realized, yes, why didn't they think of this, the spirit warrior is the rarest kind of monk, they don't know very much, but maybe they can really rely on soul power to force the poison out, and it turns out that their conjecture is also right.

Some powerful spirit warriors can indeed rely on soul power to prevent poison, and even force poison out, but this requires a very high level and soul power, but Mo Chen does not occupy any of them.

"Send more people to guard him, if he is really a spirit warrior, then we have really made a great contribution this time, and the rest of us will go back to the house with me to prepare, it will be Miss's birthday soon."

As he said, after leaving some people, the rest of the people all went back with him, but now their attitude towards Mo Chen is different, after a preliminary judgment that Mo Chen is a spirit warrior, think about treating a spirit warrior as his own slave and servant, how much more wind it must be!

If Mo Chen knew about it, he would probably vomit blood angrily, these people are all talents, and if they really say so, then the folk customs here are really a bit strong.

Wherever the spirit warriors go, they are not offered by others, because there is no way, who calls them the most talented group of people.

However, this group of people did not win themselves over to increase the strength of their family, but now they felt that it was very fashionable to treat a spirit warrior as a slave and servant!

When Mo Chen woke up, it was already noon, and the first thing he did after waking up, he first checked his body, and then sighed heavily, but nothing recovered.

It seems that it will take a long time to recover from the inside of his body, and Mo Chen thinks that he has to find a little external force to help, and he must find some slightly stronger people to forcibly inject spiritual power into himself, so that he can have a way to operate the exercises.

Alas?

When Mo Chen woke up, he found that although he was not in the carriage, because he could no longer feel any severe pain on his body, he stood up directly.

"Damn, this can't be the upper room of the inn, when did I come over, did I come up drunk in a daze? No, I remember that I didn't drink!" Mo Chen said helplessly in his heart.

And at this moment, he looked around the room with a vigilant face, and his intuition told him that this matter was definitely not so simple, and the other party would actually transfer himself to the carriage, there must be a problem!

"Yo, brother, you're awake"

"Come on, come on, just woke up to replenish your body, drink this soup first, and my brothers will go and call you something good."

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and two young people walked in, who were the people who were left by Huzi Dahan to guard Mo Chen, they didn't know before, but now they probably know Mo Chen's true identity, so they naturally have a very good attitude.

Seeing Mo Chen standing on the bed, the two brothers looked at them vigilantly, and they didn't dare to step forward and continue to greet Mo Chen too much, but just put the soup on the table, and didn't forget to remind Mo Chen to remember to drink it when they left.

"What's the situation?Why is the attitude of these people suddenly so good to me, as the saying goes: nothing to do, there is absolutely no good thing, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd at this time?" Mo Chen saw the bowl of soup on the table, his heart was not disturbed, although he was a little hungry, he would definitely not drink it.

At the same time, he also began to think carefully about why this group of people had such a good attitude towards him, and finally he summed up a little reason, probably because he was poisoned, but at the moment he dissolved the poison unharmed, or as an ordinary person.

Thinking about it, I feel that there must be a big problem, but Mo Chen thinks that it is not enough, according to the conventional trend, shouldn't these people directly ask themselves?

"Wait, I'm neither a cultivator nor a body refiner now, this group of people won't think I'm a spirit martial artist!