"Grandpa Ginseng, you have lived for thousands of years, and it will not be a problem to live for hundreds of years."

Cheng Mo helped the old man ginseng, looked at his weakened appearance, and deliberately comforted him.

"Hehe, the old man's body, the old man himself knows that my essence has been almost absorbed by the Shangguan master and apprentice, but it is by relying on one breath that I have survived until now."

The breath of the old man's ginseng essence became weaker and weaker, and he used all his strength to clench Cheng Mo's hand.

"Young man, old man, please."

Cheng Mo felt that the hand of the old ginseng essence seemed to be stretched into his body, Cheng Mo's pupils shrank, and he looked at him in horror.

"Young man, you are afraid, if you don't dislike it, the little essence left by the old man will be transmitted to you."

Cheng Mo was somewhat familiar with this situation, when he was in the Eagle Mountain Ancient Tomb, his ancestors transmitted his power to him through a piece of dragon scales.

Cheng Mo felt that the blood and meridians were constantly playing with the hands of the old ginseng essence, sometimes cool and comfortable, sometimes burning with fire, and the pain was unbearable.

Slowly, the old man's hand was not so obvious in his body.

Cheng Mo's forehead was drenched in sweat, but his eyes became bright.

The body of the old ginseng essence has become illusory and transparent in front of his eyes, and it may dissipate at any time.

"Good grandson, grandpa will entrust you to this young man, you have to be obedient."

The Paper Man heard his grandfather calling out to him and immediately ran over, but all that remained of his grandfather was a wisp of afterimage.

The paper man cried and shouted, "Grandpa, grandpa, don't go." ”

The old ginseng smiled kindly and dissipated.

"Hey," Cheng Mo wanted to stay, but it was too late, there was a pain in his body, Yuan Qi grew vigorously, and then he felt that the Yuan Qi in his body was about to flow away.

Cheng Mo hurriedly sat cross-legged, running the Yuan Qi around his body, constantly absorbing and digesting.

A quarter of an hour later, Cheng Mo digested most of the essence of the old man's ginseng.

At this time, he felt that his body had become much lighter, and his body was full of strength.

Cheng Mo looked at the overly sad paper man, and felt a trace of guilt in his heart, but he couldn't control the old man's ginseng practice, and it was estimated that this was his grandfather's last love for his grandson.

Sacrificing himself, taking a gamble and finding an umbrella for his grandson.

"Mr. Paper, please mourn."

Cheng Mo saw that the paper man ignored him, and recited a mantra to the old man.

Mr. Shangguan didn't run far before he was stopped by a bewitching woman.

The woman wears a pair of red high heels, long legs and stockings, and has a slender figure.

Red lips trembled slightly, "Mr. Shangguan, I've admired my name for a long time." ”

"Hehe, a little demon dares to greet me in a grand manner, don't you want to live?"

After all, Mr. Shangguan is a cultivator of the third rank of a layman, although the impact formation has consumed a large amount of his Yuan Qi, but the ability to distinguish goblins is still there.

The woman walked two steps in high heels.

"Hehe, Mr. Shangguan, don't you want to take revenge? You are a layman's cultivation of the Three Qualities of Great Perfection, how can you be bullied by a kid and spread it, and your reputation will be ruined. ”

"You'd better go as far as you want, follow me as far as you want, and don't let me get angry."

Shangguan didn't want to pay attention to him, and called his assistant to leave.

The woman didn't stop her, and her bewitching face smiled slightly.

"Mr. Shangguan, don't you know, the kid who bullied you has just entered the second-grade cultivation of laymen."

When Shangguan heard this, the "buzz" in his mind suddenly became blank.

"What did you say?"

The woman saw Shangguan stop, and said again with great interest, "The kid named Chengmo has just entered the cultivation of the second rank of layman. ”

"Our demon is a little more sensitive than you laymen, and besides, I have been in contact with him, and I still have a hatred for him."

When Shangguan heard this, he began to be curious about this monster.

"Do you have a way to deal with him?"

The woman seemed to be moved when she saw Shangguan, and walked a few steps closer and said, "I have a way, only if we cooperate, there will be a day when we defeat him." ”

"Why should I trust you?"

"Mr. Shangguan, just because you are a layman of the Three Grades of Great Perfection, but you can't even figure out the cultivation of a hairy boy, you will be defeated by others."

The woman flew out a business card and landed in Shangguan's hand.

"My name is Miss Rose, and I have my contact information on it, so contact me when you think about it and plot revenge."

After the woman finished speaking, she took a puff of her cigarette, and after a few puffs, it disappeared.

After dealing with Shangguan, Cheng Mo slept well, and when it was close to dawn, he had a vague nightmare.

In his dream, a bewitching woman greeted him and walked over slowly.

The woman was slender and made a variety of different movements towards Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo, who was strong in blood, was surging when he saw it, but the picture changed suddenly, and the beauty leaked out of her big tail.

"Hey, I'll go, God finally took pity on me, a bachelor, and sent a beautiful woman, why did she conjure up a big tail."

When Cheng Mo smiled and looked at the beauty again, her head turned into a fox.

Looking at herself with a wicked smile, the woman's fox face became clearer and clearer, until she was frightened awake.

"Hey, I'm scared to death, how can I dream of a fox demon, could it be that the fox I killed came to me, what if his appearance is much better."

Cheng Mo muttered to himself for a long time.

The paper man was still looking out the window, and he still couldn't accept his grandfather's death.

"Mr. Paper, I'm going to class, so you stay home and take a good rest."

Chengmo washed up and went to school with his schoolbag on his back.

"Chengmo has a paper man who can run and jump", this matter has been spread all over the campus by students.

Many people thought it was a fictitious thing, but as long as he met their classmates in the second class of the third year, he would try his best to testify.

"Really, Cheng Mo brought a paper man, and he will really move."

"Is it a robot?"

"That's a thin piece of paper, where can I install machinery."

"Then there's only one possibility, you're wrong."

"How is it possible, can our whole class be wrong?"

At this time, Cheng Mo came over and attracted the attention of all the students.

Cheng Mo looked at the strange eyes of his classmates, full of confidence, "Hehe, my classmates are all impressed with me." ”

They didn't look at Cheng Mo, but at the paper man sitting on Cheng Mo's schoolbag in the shape of a cool thinker.

It took advantage of Cheng Mo's inattention, climbed into his schoolbag, and took a "hitchhiker" all the way to the school.

Seeing the paper man, everyone spread the word, and the students who were writing homework in the classroom also ran out in a hurry.

"Hey, you see, it's really a paper man, it seems to have life."

"yes, I just saw it blink, it's incredible."

"The eighth wonder of the world."