Mo Chen was lying in the wheat field, a large mouthful of fresh blood gushing out of his mouth, and there was warm blood between his breaths. At this moment, the injury is not only a broken sternum, but also a broken bone in the right hand.

Looking at Mo Chen, who was trying to struggle to crawl out again, the old man's face was gloomy and he was ready to make up for the punch again, his bloodline determined that this could wipe out this kid who insulted him at any time.

"Steward Salent, such a little man is not worth your dirty hands, let's go! A cold voice came from inside the carriage, and the old man looked at Mo Chen, who was still trying to get up, and spat at him. He replied in a smug manner, "Yes, Your Highness." You're in luck! cheeky boy!"

"Who let you go?Old bastard!I'm not dead!Why are you so powerful??," Mo Chen's crumbling body struggled to get up from the wheat field, spitting out the blood in his mouth.

"You want to die so much?" said Sarent, turning his back to Mo Chen, sneering, "Actually, I don't mind pinching an ant to death." ”

"No! I want you to die, not me. That small piece of pitch-black stone had already been stained with Mo Chen's blood, and it was clenched into Mo Chen's fist. With the strength of the old man, if you look closely, you will find that Mo Chen's left hand is glowing with a black-red light that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

A soft sigh came from inside the carriage, "Please hurry up...... Receiving His Highness's order, a bloodthirsty smile crossed the corner of the old man's mouth.

"Hehe, hey, I'm still going to kill you, so I feel more comfortable. The old man appeared in front of Mo Chen like a ghost, and waved his fist full of cyan power towards Mo Chen's heart, "It's over, pray!

As soon as the old man's nonsense fell, the entire hand covered with cyan mass suddenly exploded, and the minced flesh and bones flew everywhere. Not only that, but his whole body was surrounded by cyan flames, and the old man kept rolling in the wheat field, and the screams resounded all around. The black stone broke free from Mo Chen's palm and floated like lightning above the old man's head. In an instant, a pitch-black light burst out from inside, enveloping the old man who was desperately struggling with cyan flames burning all over his body.

Mo Chen's heart suddenly relaxed when he saw the old man completely enveloped in black light. After relaxing, before the pain reached the brain, a crisp cracking sound was heard. The black curtain of light immediately dissipated into the air, leaving only a complete flesh-and-blood human figure on the ground. There are even bones with white stubble exposed in several places on the body.

There was no chance of survival for the old man, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and the cyan quality broke out again. Suddenly stood up with a piece of flesh and blood all over his body, and slammed into Mo Chen fiercely. There seemed to be a smile on the face of the only five holes, which was particularly hideous. "I didn't expect to be cornered by ants to the old man, but I am very lonely on the road to death, you can go with me. ”

The cyan force wrapped around the old man like a cannonball crashing into Mo Chen's arms, and the moment the two touched, Mo Chen clearly heard the sound of bones breaking all over his body. "It's over! I died before the first stop of my life, alas, alas. ”

"Your Highness, this black stone is a little strange!"

"Well, it can burn mass!"

"Margaret let him wake up, it's not good for us to stay in his mind for too long!"

"I didn't expect this wilted-looking kid to have such a powerful thing, maybe my old man would be tricked if he came in person. ”

"Who is talking in my head?!" Mo Chen's extremely weak voice suddenly came.

"Margaret, let the dream wake up, or he'll die in his sleep! ”

"Understood!" Mo Chen's vague consciousness felt like he had been kicked by someone, and then he fell rapidly in the air.

......

"What is a pity? Get up when you're full of sleep, old man, I still have to ask you!" Mo Chen was slapped heavily in the face by something when he opened his teeth and claws in the air.

Why is it that every time I am awakened by a slap in the face these days? And the voice is so familiar, that the already groggy head is immediately agitated. This old thing isn't dead?

"Why aren't you dead yet?" Mo Chen opened his eyes and threw the first sentence at the old man.

“......”

Heaven and earth conscience, the old man doesn't know what he has done wrong. I kindly lifted this fainted kid up and put him in the carriage, and made an exception to let him sit next to me, but I didn't expect this kid to wake up and the first thing he said was "Why aren't you dead?"

"Why should I die?" the old man asked angrily as he glared at Mo Chen.

"Because you just wanted to kill me!" Mo Chen quickly got up from the carriage and stared at the old man with a wary face, what happened not long ago was forgotten for so long? Alzheimer's patients didn't get sick so quickly!

The old man looked at the sky at forty-five degrees, and a helpless look was written all over his face. This kid has slept for two days and two nights from the time he passed out to the present. Seeing that he was talking in his dream just now, and he was dancing with his teeth and claws, my old man kindly shook him awake. Uh, just habitually patted him twice on the face.

"I didn't do anything, old man, why should I kill you?" the old man was extremely depressed, "Is it that your kid has been sleeping for a long time and has intermittent head cramps? That's not good, the medicine can't be stopped!"

"......" Indeed, Mo Chen thought about it, and at the last moment just now, he seemed to hear two women talking about something, and it seemed that there was a name called Margaret?!

"Why don't you speak?" asked the old man with a rare pleasant face.

"It seems like I had a nightmare just now, but it's so real that I thought I was in a dream just now. I'm sorry, old man. After thinking for a while, instead of sorting out the clue, Mo Chen was even more confused. Then you don't think about it, and blame yourself for the limited capacity of your brain! As soon as Mo Chen thought of this, his heart suddenly felt a lot more comfortable, corrected his attitude, and immediately apologized sincerely to the old man.

"Do you think my old man is such a stingy person? I wonder what dream you had just now, and why did I kill you?" the old man scratched his head, wondering what kind of person he was in this boy's dream.

Mo Chen thought about it for a while, and told the old man everything in the dream. Since the dream was too real, he carefully described the scene. Of course, the part where he scolded the old man and the incident with the little black stone was hidden.

When the old man heard that the woman named Margaret was furious. He turned around and knocked lightly on the car door, then shouted loudly, slightly hysterical.

"Margaret!? Am I still your own grandfather? Every time you do something bad, you don't forget to use real dreams to smear the old man and me as much as possible, and every time you pretend to be a good person, I come out to kill and intimidate others in the form of a wicked person! ”

The old man ruffled his nostrils obscenely, and angrily scolded Margaret for tarnishing his glorious image. Hearing the old man's boastful words, Mo Chen felt embarrassed. Old man, can you find some reliable words to describe yourself? obscenity is not enough to describe your posture at the moment. The old man was in front of Mo Chen, put the hand that had just picked his nose under his crotch and scratched it a few times, and then put it to his nose and sniffed vigorously, as if he was intoxicated by the smell of something.

Thinking that the old man was slapping his face with that sinful hand in front of him, Mo Chen couldn't wait to scrape off his face. A few mouthfuls of spit on the outside, it's disgusting!

"What's the matter? Isn't it feeling well?, could it be that you're pregnant?" the old man squinted his eyes, seeing Mo Chen's spitting action, and the evil and irresponsible thought of someone's image of a big belly.

"Yes, seeing the old man's ecstatic posture, I have a premonition as a man that I am pregnant. Mo Chen turned his head to look at the wheat field on the side of the road, and answered the old man's question in a firm tone. I'm afraid that this old guy's hand will get pregnant if he licks it!

"My merits have finally been discovered, yes!Boy, my old man is optimistic about you!" the old man patted Mo Chen's shoulder with his evil hand again, as if he admired you.

Mo Chen grinned and showed a smile that was about to cry, and motioned to the old man Can you remove that hand of yours?

There was a delicate laugh from inside the carriage, "Grandpa, you are so powerful, men will get pregnant when they see your posture." Your charm is far beyond my imagination! But why did I only now realize that you still have this virtue!"

"That's because you don't have the ability to discover your grandfather's deep inner beauty! Tell me about this kid next to me!" the old man laughed heartily. It's no different from a dirt dog swaggering down the street, or they're just the same creature.

"Tsk, it seems that I will have to learn the ability to discover beauty in the future, especially grandpa's inner beauty! Grandpa, do you say so?" came a soft voice, with a playful tone in it.

Hey, why is this voice so familiar, Mo Chen turned his head to the inside of the carriage and asked cautiously, "Where have we met?"

"No!" The crisp voice of the wind chime immediately replied, and Mo Chen muttered in a low voice, it doesn't make sense, this voice is obviously the voice in my dream!

"I haven't met you, but do you think my voice is familiar?"

"Hmm!"

"I'm the one who made you have that dream!" The curtain of the car was suddenly opened, and a fragrant fragrance made Mo Chen's whole body tremble. Before I could see the girl's face clearly, she was carried into it with one hand, like a chicken.

"Hey, Margaret, what are you doing?" the old man wanted to grab one of Mo Chen's feet, but he was a step too late. "Silly girl, what are you doing?!I said, if you want a man, you have to look at people! No matter how you look at this kid, it doesn't suit your appetite, besides, His Highness is still inside!"

"Grandpa, can you be serious? It was His Highness who asked me to bring him in for interrogation! Can you stop running the train with your mouth full?" Margaret almost turned her back in anger in the carriage, why is the old man's mouth so immoral, even his granddaughter is so teasing.

"Does he have a problem?" asked the old man in a deep voice, narrowing his eyes.

"Well, but it's okay with the others! We just found something interesting in his dream, and we'll tell you when we ask about it. Margaret was heard, and then there was no sound.

"Something interesting, hehe, I have it too!" the old man ripped his mouth open, his face full of evil irresponsible associations.