Li Luo just went to the Hu people's lair, but he never returned, and what came back to Lao Mo's ears was not Li Luo's revenge for Wang Xi, but Li Luo's bad news.

Lao Mo has an old bone, half of his body is in the coffin, Wang Xi has just left, he is very sad, this breath has not eased up, there is a blow that beat his old waist up straight.

A violent dizziness, if someone hadn't come to help, I was afraid that Lao Mo would have fallen to the ground by himself, fortunately, of course, everything was fine, but two heavy blows followed.

Those lucky things seem to have chosen to leave Lao Mo. As if he was being tricked by fate, Lao Mo, who was supported by his subordinates, still twisted his waist.

"Senior, I'll help you!" Lao Mo directly refused with his hands.

He immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, his mind already in turmoil, and he tried to calm himself down, but he couldn't.

After conditioning the body with pills. Lao Mo stubbornly stood up and dismissed all the subordinates around him who wanted to help him. Holding on to his waist and enduring every step, the pressure of severe pain will come from his waist. Lao Mo still didn't let anyone help him.

Because anyone who sees Lao Mo's eyes will feel a chill, as if Lao Mo's eyes are hiding a thousand years of ice, which can freeze everyone in an instant.

The atmosphere around him became more and more tense, and Lao Mo was already a handful of years old now. But his power was still there, and no one dared to approach him rashly, for fear that Lao Mo would suddenly attack and strangle them all.

Some people were still scared, so they hid out for several steps and kept a safe distance from Lao Mo.

Slowly walking to the mourning hall, Wang Xi is now in the ground, but it is Li Luo, who Lao Mo has always disliked, which makes Lao Mo feel guilty.

This person, whom he never paid attention to, went to the Hu people's lair alone in order to avenge Wang Xi, and died in the Hu people's lair.

"Li Luo, it's all my fault, I gave up on you easily!"

looked at Li Luo, who could no longer breathe or speak at this time, lying quietly in the coffin, completely lifeless. Lao Mo was crying so much that he was crying, and the old hand kept beating his chest.

In the entire mourning hall, there was a dead silence, but in this short period of time, Lao Mo cried here twice.

This time, he thought of Wang Xi again, and the grief of the two people was stuffed into his chest at the same time, and he was almost out of breath.

The person who killed Li Luo was Zhao Han, and the news came back with Li Luo's corpse.

Who is Zhao Han? He didn't know much about Lao Mo, and when he looked at his memories carefully, he also knew that Zhao Han was a waste who didn't take anyone seriously, but it was this waste that killed Li Luo.

After Lao Mo dealt with the matter, he directly found Zhao Heng. Although he knew that there was cooperation between Wang Xi and Zhao Han, and if he got such a distinguished guest as Zhao Han, the profits of Fang City directly turned over.

Who doesn't like someone who can make money for themselves? But while Zhao Han brought profits to Fang City, he actually killed people directly, no matter what, at least in Lao Mo's heart, Zhao Heng is now a heinous brute, killing Zhao Han and avenging Li Luo.

Lao Mo's tone must come out.

Even Lao Mo used to give Zhao Han a thumbs up, wanting to keep Zhao Han as a person who gave money to himself.

No matter what he calculated, Lao Mo would not believe that Zhao Han killed Li Luo. When he appeared in King Heng, the entire Hengwang Mansion looked at Lao Mo in shock.

No one would have thought that this white-haired old man would come to Hengwang Mansion for what he was doing?

But no one dared to ask such an old man who made him feel strange, Lao Mo had always walked with his head down, and he had a fate before, Zhao Heng and Lao Mo had a relationship, so when Zhao Heng recognized it as Lao Mo.

The third prince happily welcomed Lao Mo in and arranged for Lao Mo to rest in the palace for a few days, Lao Mo looked at Zhao Heng deeply and said: "It was Zhao Han who killed Li Luo and Wang Xi, who killed him, do we have to kill him, let him live in this world, that is a scourge." ”

Zhao Heng wanted to get rid of Zhao Han all the time in his heart......

Facing Lao Mo's senior, he bowed slightly, "You said that Zhao Han killed Li Luo?" ”

Zhao Heng deliberately made a look of surprise.

Lao Mo's strength, Zhao Heng knew very well in his heart, if he could hold a strong man like Lao Mo, he would have a better chance of winning against Zhao Han.

Who is Zhao Han? In Zhao Heng's heart, he is just a person who has just awakened and knows that no one will be pitiful as a waste!

This waste that Zhao Heng has never put in his eyes, when he woke up, Zhao Heng's strength could completely press Zhao Han to the ground and rub it thousands of times.

And Zhao Han, who was tortured by friction, did not dare to have and would not have any possibility of resistance, that was because he had always been cowardly and had never been accustomed to incompetence, so he would swallow his anger like this.

But in a short period of time, Zhao Han was close to being a pervert, and his martial arts advanced by leaps and bounds, and he actually defeated Wuzun.

That's a martial artist who everyone respects, but doesn't dare to provoke!

But still defeated!

As for what kind of magic potion Zhao Han drank to suddenly become so strong, he, Zhao Heng, naturally didn't know.

But it made Zhao Heng jealous, wanting to get rid of Zhao Han, this kind of heart has become more and more crazy, almost to the point of madness, if Zhao Han does not die, then it will be a threat to him.

Zhao Han's figure, like a nightmare, was everywhere, interfering with Zhao Heng's mind all the time, and when he woke up in the middle of the night, the first thought that came to mind was how to kill Zhao Han.

So preoccupied that the mind is restless!

Lao Mo saw the dignified three princes, and actually saluted himself, although he is also an elder, and he is naturally respected by the younger generations, but what is the identity of the three princes, he Lao Mo is still like a mirror, and he resolutely dare not accept it.

He said in a panic: "Third prince, you are tormenting me!" ”

There was still a hint of uneasiness in Lao Mo's eyes, and there was a difference between respect and inferiority. Lao Mo couldn't afford such a salute from the third prince.

The third prince smiled indifferently, with Lao Mo, an old guy, he could make good use of it, I thought that Lao Mo would find out that Wang Xi died in Heng Wangfu, and an old fox like Lao Mo would suspect him, but now it seems that he was wrong.

This old Mo not only suspected him, but also directly told Zhao Han about killing Li Luo.

This still surprises Zhao Heng!

"Third Prince, haven't you always wanted to know the secret of the alchemist? I can tell you, but we need to find a suitable place, I know that the Hengwang Mansion is safe, but this also has my unspeakable secrets, and I hope the three princes can understand. Lao Mo bowed slightly to the three princes.

With this bow, Lao Mo felt dizzy directly, and his feet shook on the left and right.

I almost want to fall straight down.

"Senpai!"

The third prince immediately supported Lao Mo, and sat on the chair to get a little better.

After a long pause, Lao Mo said: "I'm old and useless, Li Luo has always been loyal to me, but I have never given him a good look." Got one, sent a black-haired person in white, and I panicked in my heart! ”

It began to be miserable again, and after a few gentle blows to the chest, a mouthful of old blood gushed out of his mouth.

"What's wrong with you, senior?"

"I'm fine, it's all the same! Slow down and you'll get better. ”

Lao Mo's strength is above him Zhao Heng, and all this is done to let Zhao Heng let down his guard, knowing that he is already a dying person and his health is not good, so he will not pose any threat to him Zhao Heng.

After all, when Lao Mo proposed to let Zhao Heng go to a suitable place, he also noticed the subtle change in the expression of the third prince.

"Senior, this is awakening tea, you drink it first, I will ask people to give you a pair of healing medicine, people can't be resurrected after death, and I hope that seniors will take care of their bodies." The third prince said.

Lao Mo's voice was much weaker, "Thank you, Third Prince!" ”

While sipping tea, "Although I am not an alchemist, I can still refine those eighty percent pure pills, so I will tell the third prince the secret of refining pills, and there will really be no successor in the future market!" There's no successor! ”

Say it!

Lao Mo began to grieve again.

The secret of refining the elixir? Or can you refine the secret of 80% purity? Hearing this, Zhao Heng was very excited, he wanted to get the pill in his dreams, but what he wanted was an absolutely pure pill.

Even if the secret in Lao Mo's mouth failed to completely satisfy Zhao Heng, he would not be disappointed.