Chapter 1423 Can't Be Cured

Dongfang Mo had carefully investigated before, but he didn't notice the Dao injuries on Han Mu's body in the slightest.

I didn't want him to bring Han Mu to Dongfang Yu just now, and the ancestor in front of him immediately discovered the Dao injury on Han Mu's body.

When the whirlpool in Han Mu's eyebrows appeared, she suddenly showed a look of fear.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Then I saw her little hands covering her eyes, whimpering and crying, and the crystal tears slipped down one by one like broken threads.

Ignoring this scene, Dongfang Yu closed his eyes at this time, as if he was carefully comprehending something.

Even the handsome monk on the side slowly stood up at this moment, and when he looked at the black vortex in the center of Han Mu's eyebrows, his eyes were full of strange colors, as if he was looking at an extremely novel thing.

Dongfang Mo froze in place for a while, but he could see that this ancestor should be checking Han Mu's injuries, so he didn't make a sound to disturb.

At this time, in the spacious and quiet hall, only Han Mu's cry sounded.

It wasn't until half a cup of tea had passed that Dongfang Yu opened his eyes. And at this time, his face was full of waves.

But what was interesting was that the handsome monk on the side looked at the strange look on Han Mu's face even more.

At the same time, I saw that the black vortex in Han Mu's eyebrows slowly subsided, and finally turned into a small black mole that was difficult to see if he was not careful. Then her tiny body fell and stepped on the ground.

At this moment, she was still crying, and the moment she landed, she immediately ran towards Dongfang Mo, hugged his calves, and buried the little face of pear blossom with rain in it.

Dongfang Mo hugged Han Mu, and when Han Mu fell into his arms, he cried even more.

"Daddy, I'm scared...... Boom ......"

"Okay, stop crying." Dongfang Mo subconsciously patted Han Mu's back.

At this point, Han Mu's crying gradually weakened, and finally sobbed quietly in Dongfang Mo's arms.

"Ancestor, is there a cure for this injury?"

At this time, I listened to Dongfang Mo look at Dongfang Yu and speak bluntly.

"It can't be cured!"

Dongfang Yu directly dropped three words.

"This ......"

Dongfang Mo's face became ugly. Even the Oriental Fish has no choice, and there is probably no one in the world who can heal this injury.

Thinking about it, otherwise Su Yun back then would not have taken the initiative to send himself into the body of the space-time ancient beast for the sake of Gu Suci.

"Huh!"

And with a thought of the time and space ancient beast, Dongfang Mo's eyes flashed.

Su Yun once said that perhaps the breath of Zhantian Stone has a warming effect on Dao wounds. It seems that this is the case, no matter what, he still has to find this woman and ask if the breath of the Zhantian Stone she retrieved is really effective for Gu Suci's Dao injury.

If there is, then there may be hope for Han Mu's injury.

"There's no need to treat it!"

Just when he thought of this, he listened to Dongfang Yudao again.

With that, he turned around and sat down in front of the chessboard he had been sitting down on.

At this moment, the handsome monk also turned around and sat down in front of Dongfang Yu. The man picked up a white piece from the box and landed on the chessboard with a "click".

Seeing this, Dongfang Yu did not hesitate, and picked up a sunspot and fell.

At the same time, I only heard him say: "Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and this injury may also be a kind of creation for her." ”

After the words fell, the game between Dongfang Yu and the handsome monk became extremely fast, as if without thinking. The sound of falling children between the two was endless, and there were bursts of crisp sounds in the main hall.

"Dongfang donor, how about this little girl give it to the poor monk."

At this moment, the handsome monk suddenly said something that surprised Dongfang Mo.

And after the words fell, the movement of the falling son in this person's hand was also paused, and the corner of his mouth looked at Dongfang Yu with a smile.

At this time, Dongfang Mo suddenly remembered something, he had heard from the mouth of the bones, this Dharma King of Buddhism, it is said that he had a wound on his body when he was born, and it was precisely because of the existence of this wound that this person could achieve the position of monk king.

Now it seems that such rumors may not be groundless. Otherwise, it would be impossible for this Dharma King to be interested in Han Mu, who had a Dao injury on his body.

And looking at what this person meant, it seemed that he wanted to take Han Mu under his door.

Hearing this, Dongfang Yu also raised his head to face the handsome monk, and only listened to him: "The deity has never liked to pull out seedlings to help grow, doesn't Buddhism pay attention to going with the flow, since such life and death are up to her, why should the Dharma King do this." ”

"Hey...... The poor monk didn't force it anymore. ”

I only heard a sigh from the handsome monk, and then he snapped and dropped the white son in his hand.

At this time, on the star-studded chessboard, a large number of sunspots had been encircled.

"Your Holiness, how about another game?" Look at the chessboard and only listen to the Oriental Fish Road.

"Hehe, the Oriental donor has such a good fortune, and the poor monks are naturally willing to accompany him." The handsome monk said.

"Dongfang Mo, you go down first." With a flick of the Oriental Fish's sleeves, the chessboard was restored to neatness. At this time, he opened his mouth without raising his head.

"Then the junior will retire first."

Dongfang Mo looked at the two of them and owed a debt, and then turned around and walked in the direction they came.

Dongfang Yu had already made it clear before that he couldn't cure this injury, and this injury was not necessarily a bad thing for Han Mu. So his purpose on this trip can be regarded as achieved.

And just as he was leaving, he heard a strange sound coming from overhead, Huo Ran looked up, and he saw a black paper crane flying beside him, and then shot towards him.

Dongfang Mo raised his hand, and the black paper crane sank into his cuffs. At this point, he took Han Mu and walked towards the outside of the main hall without looking back.

After walking out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he stomped on his feet, and his figure rose to the sky.

At this time, Han Mu was still lying quietly on his neck without saying a word, and his little face was full of tears.

"Mu'er!"

Just listen to the Oriental Modao.

However, Han Mu in his arms was still silent.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head, it seemed that Han Mu was sulking.

Thinking of this, his body suddenly moved. The figure that was originally galloping by, at this moment, actually made a big bend in mid-air.

Feeling this scene, Han Muxiao's face showed a touch of excitement.

So I saw Dongfang Mo's figure, and then he began to spin around in mid-air. Up and down, sometimes urgent.

"Giggle......

It didn't take long for Han Mu's giggles to come from mid-air.

In this way, Dongfang Mo continued to sweep towards Han Ling's cave mansion in this strange posture, and Han Mu's laughter could be heard along the way.

However, his strange behavior naturally attracted the attention of many monks and monks below, and they cast strange glances one after another.

Dongfang Mo turned a blind eye to this. It took him half a day when he came, but it took him more than half a day to go back, and then he came to the front of the cave where Han Ling was.

I saw a law fight with a wave of my hand, and it was submerged in the prohibition of the cave.

He just waited for a moment, and the door of the cave opened with a rumbling sound, and then Dongfang Mo saw Han Ling standing in the cave at a glance, so he stepped in.

As the door of the cave was closed, Dongfang Mo put down Han Mu in his arms.

"Mother!"

After seeing Han Ling, Han Mu immediately opened his hands and rushed towards her.

And with a move of Han Lingyu's hand, Han Mu's small body fell into her arms.

"Mother, just now my father has been taking me to fly in the sky......" I only heard Han Mu look at Han Ling and said with great interest.

"Daddy?"

Han Ling was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Dongfang Mo strangely.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's expression twitched.

Han Ling quickly recovered, turned to look at him and said, "How! ”

Dongfang Mo took a breath and shook his head, "That ancestor is also helpless. ”

After receiving the reply, Han Ling didn't seem to be very surprised, the reason why she asked Dongfang Mo to take Han Mu to meet Dongfang Yu was just to hold the mentality of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and she didn't have much hope.

"Can you tell Poor Dao about what her injuries are?" Dongfang Mo looked at Han Lingzheng and said.

Hearing this, Han Ling was about to speak, but at this moment, a large cloud of rich black qi suddenly condensed on Dongfang Mo's side.

"Hula!"

In the black air, an iron chain the thickness of an ordinary person's thigh shot out, and shot straight towards Han Ling, who was holding Han Mu.

Dongfang Mo's reaction was not unpleasant, and at this moment, his body was in front of Han Ling. With a "buzz", an astonishing repulsive force erupted from his body and hit Han Ling's body.

Then he saw Han Ling staggering back and falling a few feet away.

"Bang", before Dongfang Mo, who had done all this, could move, his back was hit by the iron chain. Suddenly, he flew out like a broken sack, and with a "boom", his body smashed a set of stone tables and chairs in the cave.

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