As the master of the virtual world, Mo Zi'an can pay a certain amount of world power and exchange the corresponding abilities from his own virtual world. And this third-level witchcraft consumes Mozi'an's full 22 points of world power, of course, it is not just this witchcraft, but has the strength of a third-level wizard.

In Mo Zi'an's plan, the first-level knights and wizards are official professionals, the second-level ones are called great wizards or great knights, the third-level are source wizards and source knights, the fourth-level legendary wizards or legendary knights, the fifth-level is called sub-holy witchcraft or sub-saints, and the sixth and seventh levels are saints and demigod levels. In Mo Yi's previous life, except for Mo Zi'an's trumpet No. 1 player, the strongest player was only in the middle stage of demigods.

With Mo Zi'an's healing witchcraft sprinkled, Long Aotian's body completely recovered under the effect of the "God of Life's protection", and even some of the dark wounds from his previous cultivation and those subtle but invisible but small wounds on the surface of his body were completely restored.

Seeing Mo Zi'an's witchcraft, Long Aotian's expression was rarely shocked, he swallowed a mouthful of spit, and asked, "Brother, ahh

No wonder Long Aotian asked such a question, in his cognition, in just 7 or 8 seconds, his own injury that can be described as certain death has completely recovered, if it weren't for the bloodstains on his body and the holes in his clothes, he wouldn't have been able to see the injuries he had just suffered.

Hearing Long Aotian's question, Mo Zi'an didn't answer, but asked rhetorically: "That Dragon brother, don't you feel that you are hungry now?"

“？？？ Fuck, don't you say I don't feel it yet, and suddenly I find out I'm so hungry now, what's the situation? Long Aotian said, jumping up from the corner of the wall he was leaning on just now, feeling the hunger in his stomach like a tide, he couldn't help but take out his mobile phone, make a call out, and soon, the phone was connected.

"What's the matter, is Long Aotian dead?" A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone, hearing this, Mo Zi'an understood that the other side was probably the guy who assassinated Long Aotian, thinking that his subordinates had killed Long Aotian and used Long Aotian's mobile phone to report the situation.

"Heh, I guess you're going to be disappointed, dog, I'm still alive, I didn't expect it." Long Aotian endured the hunger in his stomach and said.

The man on the other end of the phone, known as the dog, was silent for a moment and said, "Say, what a request."

"Sweep the floor, dog, do you want to see some mega homicide on the news tomorrow? It's not that you don't know the situation in the country, it's definitely not something that you and I can destroy, and I don't have any channels to dispose of so many corpses, tsk, it's 10 good hands, it is estimated that most of the strength you can use. Although Long Aotian was chatting with the mastermind behind the scenes who almost killed himself, his tone was very relaxed, as if he was a friend he hadn't seen for many years, which made Mo Zi'an, who was eavesdropping on the side, feel that there was a cold air rising behind him, leaving a layer of cold sweat on Mo Zi'an's back.

"Got it, send me the address." The man behind the scenes, who is called a dog, dropped a sentence and hung up the phone directly.

The dog was willing to make a butt for this matter, Long Aotian was also a lot more relaxed, and tinkered with the phone twice, put away the phone, and looked up at Mo Zi'an: "Brother, it seems that we need a crayfish to get to know each other."

In this regard, Mo Zi'an did not have any objection, after this incident, Mo Zi'an also became curious about Long Aotian, he seemed to have such a terrible idea about the existence of his friend Long Aotian, so terrible that Mo Zi'an was forced to pressurize himself just by this thought.

"Well, I don't have a problem with the two of us going to eat a ton (yes, it's a ton) of crayfish, but 。。。。。。" Mo Zi'an stretched out his finger and pointed at Su Yun and Lan Jing, who were lying unconscious on the ground: "How do you arrange these two girls who are inexplicably involved?"

Long Aotian: "。。。。。。"

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An hour later, Long Aotian and Mo Zi'an, who had changed their clothes, chatted about each other's identities in the box of a barbecue restaurant, while Su Yun and Lan Jing, who had received the transition awakening, turned their fear into food and frantically slammed the crayfish in front of them.

When the group just came to this barbecue restaurant, the frightened shop owner almost called the police, but Long Aotian directly took off his shirt and exposed his upper body without a trace of wounds to the boss, saying: "Don't be excited, we are making a movie, this dress is a prop, a prop, a fake."

Looking at Long Aotian's upper body, which was completely free of wounds, the boss breathed a sigh of relief, believed Long Aotian's words, and let a group of 4 people enter the box. At the same time, Long Aotian also entrusted a waiter to sell him a piece of clothing, although it didn't fit very well, but it wasn't impossible to wear, but it wouldn't attract the attention of passers-by, and it was much better than the bloody clothes.

Then, it took up to an hour of crazy eating, especially Long Aotian, who ate ninety percent of the food alone. But Su Yun and Lan Jing, who were completely unaware, were taken aback.

Through the conversation while eating, Mo Zi'an and Su Yun Lanjing roughly understood Long Aotian's situation, he is an only son born in an ordinary family in China, not very good at reading, a few years ago went abroad to break through, in recent years, luck, but also has such a place in the American gangsters, there is a little bit of confidence to speak, but his development has also provoked the local Chinese gang, the two sides have also had a lot of fights in the past two years, and the assassination has not happened, For example, the dog's father was the original boss of the Chinese gang, and he died under the assassination arranged by Long Aotian, so he can completely understand that he was assassinated this time. Speaking of this, Long Aotian couldn't help but swallow the braised pork in his mouth fiercely, hammered the table, and said: "There are definitely people in the upper echelons of the gang who betrayed me, and this time my mother forcibly ordered me to return to China for a blind date, so there are only a few people who know that I have returned to China, and some of them betrayed me."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh." When Lan Jing heard this, she couldn't help but comfort her, but it should be a mouthful of crayfish meat, so she could only make a "uh-huh" sound, which seemed a little funny.

And Mo Zi'an's heart sank deeper and deeper after listening to Long Aotian's narration, if he was only 5 percent sure just now, then now he has 7 percent.

"There's something wrong with that." Mo Zi'an whispered.