"Hold on, wake up so quickly, you want to die elsewhere, don't die in my house!"

Mo Yun looked at the guy on the ground who was dressed in black and wearing a black mask, and he was angry.

"This guy is dying, what are you doing when you come to my house?"

"Dressed in black and wearing a face mask, he doesn't look like a good person. ”

"Why don't you mend a knife and throw it out?"

As if hearing Mo Yun's words, the man in black lying on the ground trembled.

"Hehe, it's not dead yet?" Mo Yun rolled his eyes: "If you're not dead, get up quickly, you guy, you have soiled the floor of my house, and if you don't get up and throw you out!"

Mo Yun looked at the floor stained red with blood, a little distressed.

Damn, this is the floor that was only wiped last month!

However, after the man in black trembled for a moment, he did not move again, and seemed to have lost his breath.

Mo Yun frowned and used his spiritual power to probe.

"Although the breath is very weak, there is still a breath, and you will not be able to die for a while and a half. ”

"Shhhh

Sensing the injury on the man in black, Mo Yun gasped.

"Half of the bones in the body are broken, all the internal organs are displaced, there are 38 kinds of poisons in the body, and more than half of the meridians are shattered......"

"You didn't die after being so badly injured?"

"It's all about will, isn't it?"

"Who the hell is this?"

Mo Yun frowned, thought for a moment, and finally made a decision.

"Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, I'll help you, whether you can live or not depends on your own creation. ”

Thinking like this, Mo Yun rummaged through the cabinet and found a few pills.

This elixir is the healing elixir he bought when he went on a mission before, and since he awakened the Dead House system, this thing has been thrown in the corner, and after such a long time, it is about to expire and become moldy.

Well, now that it can finally come in handy before it expires moldy.

A few pills went down, although it did not have a substantial effect on the injuries of the man in black.

Clapping his hands, Mo Yun stood up, stopped caring about the man in black, picked up his mobile phone and ordered a takeout.

Forty minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Mo Yun, your takeaway has arrived, please come out and get it. ”

Mo Yun felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

That's right, it's still the delivery guy from yesterday.

"Such a coincidence?" Mo Yun was stunned, but he didn't think much about it, and said casually: "Put it outside, I'll go out and get it later." ”

"Okay, then remember to pick it up in time, otherwise it will be cold in a while. The takeaway brother reminded.

"Okay, thank you. Mo Yun replied while playing the game.

At this time, the takeaway brother still didn't leave, and hesitated: "Mr. Mo Yun, is there any garbage for me to take today?"

"Not today, I'm going to go down for a walk after dinner. Mo Yundao.

"Okay, okay, then I'll go first, Mr. Mo Yun remember to give a good review, don't bother you." ”

"Okay. Mo Yun frowned, a little surprised, is the current takeaway brother fighting so hard for praise?

A few minutes later, Mo Yun finished the game, opened the door and brought in the takeaway hanging on the handle.

Looking at the man in black who was still lying motionless on the ground, Mo Yun couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

By this time, the black-clad man's injuries had stopped getting worse, stabilized, and were slowly recovering.

At this rate, in another three or four days, maybe this guy will wake up.

"Tsk, there's something, this human constitution seems to be a bit special, this kind of injury can actually heal itself?"

didn't care about the man in black anymore, Mo Yun opened the takeaway, finished the meal, took out a bottle of Sprite from the refrigerator, and drank it to his heart's content.

The reason why there is no Coke in the refrigerator is because a year ago, a box of Coke he bought online was mixed with a bottle of dichlorvos, and that time it almost didn't kill him.

Of course, Mo Yun also knew that this was a ghost caused by the system, otherwise with his cultivation, it would be impossible to even distinguish between Coke and Dichlorvos.

Moreover, even if he really drank dichlorvos, with his cultivation in the middle of the third grade at that time, it was not the same as drinking mineral water, how could he be poisoned?

However, that time, Mo Yun's stomach hurt so much that he died and rolled on the ground for a day.

Needless to say, Mo Yun knows that this is a masterpiece of the system.

Just because he didn't stay at home, he was tortured by the system like this!

Of course, this kind of problem will not happen when buying Coke now, but no matter what, Mo Yun has a shadow of Coke, and he will not drink Coke anymore if he is killed.

After eating and cleaning up the garbage, Mo Yun planned to go out.

Today's two-hour activity time has not been used and cannot be wasted.

When he went out, Mo Yun glanced at the man in black lying on the ground, and he couldn't help but pause, and turned back again.

took a black trench coat from the closet, matched it with a black baseball cap, and finally found a black mask, Mo Yun opened the door and walked out.

After throwing away the garbage, Mo Yun pressed the brim of his hat and walked towards the office of the president of Jiangnan Wuhan University.

If there is anyone nearby who is above the six grades, it is none other than Tang Xiao, the principal of Jiangnan Martial Arts University.

One year and three months later, Mo Yun met Tang Xiao and obtained the privilege of living outside, without attending classes or cultivating.

The price was that he was beaten and lay in bed for three days.

"Old man Tang, I'm just just for experience, so you can be wronged. ”

Mo Yun walked leisurely on the streets of Jiangnan Wuhan University, looking at every scenery seriously.

Although it has been a year since he entered the school, for Mo Yun, Jiangnan Wuhan University, he has only been to the gymnasium and the president's office once.

Although it was eight or nine o'clock in the evening, the most active time for young people was interrupted, but as one of the eight famous schools of Jiangnan Wuhan University, Mo Yun walked on the road, but did not see many pedestrians.

Mo Yun knew that they were either busy with academic research or staying in the cultivation room to practice martial arts, and everyone was working hard.

Of course, there will also be people on the edge of the track and field, in the grove, and downstairs of the girls' dormitory, showing affection and staging a parting of life and death.

A cool breeze hit, Mo Yun wrapped his windbreaker tightly and quickened his pace.

Twenty minutes later, Mo Yun came to the door of the principal's office, pulled his mask, and began to knock on the door.

"Knock-"

No one responded for a while.

"Knock-"

Still no one responded.

"What's going on?" Mo Yun frowned.

"Could it be that Old Man Tang is off work?"

"Wouldn't it be before nine o'clock?"

"It's too disrespectful, isn't it?"

"As a principal, shouldn't you work late into the night every day?"

"Damn, it looks like it's been for nothing. ”

Mo Yun scolded and scolded, since the other party was no longer there, he had to go back first.

"Hey, Mo Yun!" At this time, a surprised voice behind Mo Yun sounded.

Mo Yun turned around and saw the acquaintance He Yiyi who was holding the document in his hand.

"Do you recognize me?" Mo Yun pointed to his black cloak and then to his black mask.

"Nonsense. He unintentionally rolled his eyes.

Mo Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at He Wuyi seriously.

Why don't you have a good time?