Considering Lin Mochen's injury, everyone did not propose to treat Tumuyao, but carried out a carnival after the disaster. But the eyes of the elders show that they are concerned about this issue.

Lin Mochen smiled slightly, "Although it is a good thing to have a beauty to die with you, but I, Lin Mochen, still prefer a person, whether to break this despair, or to find a place I like to bury myself, so that I can have no worries!"

"Hahaha! Good son, come, let's make a bowl. ”

Tu Zulang breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of the heart of the person he had just now.

Looking at the calm Lin Mochen, a trace of determination flashed in Tu Mu Yao's eyes.

Lin Mochen also picked up the wine bowl, but he ignored Tuzulang, and drank it by himself.

After several elders relieved their hearts, they picked up the wine bowl to cater to Tu Zulang and Lin Mochen, and the gurgling sound continued in their ears for a while.

As for the embarrassment, Tu Zulang said that it was all used up when he was young.

This style is not that Lin Mochen is angry with the other party, but that his current heart has no time to care about it at all.

He needs to think now, think about the present, think about the future now.

The word "give up" has been eliminated by him, and living in pain is a good choice.

He doesn't know how long he can take it, but he'll stick with it.

Tu Zulang's praise for him, he was also happy in his heart, and he also wanted to laugh out loud.

But now he can't. Being able to bear the pain on his body with a blank face has done his best.

The sense of smell can be assimilated, I wonder if pain can also be assimilated?

On this issue, he is experimenting with himself.

The result didn't matter to him, and he wouldn't tell anyone about it.

He hoped that others would not accept them.

If he could not assimilate, he would no longer be there at that time, and all this would not make sense to him.

Lin Mochen is such a selfish person!

For a time, there was a rare silence in the crowded courtyard, those who ate meat ate meat, and those who drank wine drank.

"The patriarch is also here!" the appearance of the ridge broke the calm, and in the middle of it he was holding a number of items in his hands, which exuded a strong vitality.

Tu Zulang put down the wine bowl and turned his head to look at Tu Zhang, this glance directly made his calm face tighten.

"Here, this is to take the treasure inside. Your Bone Renewal Grass and Spiritual Root just have a little bit of vitality, how much effect can it make. ”

But before he could speak, Tumu Yao had already spoken: "Tuzhang, you just took these to replenish Mo Chen's vitality." After all, he was so badly injured because of us. ”

With a light sigh, Tu Zulang looked at the bonfire again, his daughter was turned away, what else could he do.

"Patriarch, you ......"

Tu Zulang waved his hand and interrupted Tu Zhang: "You did a good job, Mo Chen is injured, use it." ”

"Patriarch Xie, I'll go to the old patriarch and ask him to bring the Blood Phoenix Desolate Inner Pill to Mu Chen. ”

With a swish, the figure that had just appeared disappeared into the house again.

Me, am I something?

Tu Zulang opened his mouth slightly, thinking about how many words, words, and meanings he had just expressed.

Blood Phoenix, that is the treasure that their branch took down from the Ancestral Witch Palace. No, the seal on it alone is worth hundreds of fierce beast inner pills, and it is the top-level kind.

If you have to make a price for that Inner Dan, it is enough for the ancestors to make a move.

Don't think that this is worthless! As a master of the earth, even those masters who have become emperors and ancestors, they are absolutely unwilling to fight with each other unless they are forced to the top.

Moreover, the suppression of the Ancestral Witch Hall by the Ancestral Witch is generally not a survival crisis of the ethnic group, and it will not take action.

It seemed that seeing that Tu Zulang's face was wrong, Tu Mu Yao said softly: "The vitality in Mo Chen's body is enough, so help me remove the law of hatred as soon as possible." ”

Enough, more than enough. If such an inner pill goes down, even an ant can fight with the starry sky giant beast.

Lin Mochen is not uninformed, although he doesn't understand the species of blood phoenix, but anything that can be related to the phoenix is definitely a rare treasure. What's more, "blood phoenix" and "phoenix" are just one word.

"I'll help Princess Mu Yao exorcise the power of the Law of Hatred tomorrow. Gu Wuxian is dead, and should be able to disperse soon. ”

Several elders around looked at Lin Mochen enviously, of course, there were also those who licked their lips and ate meat and drank wine.

This, this is cheap. Tu Zulang's heartache increased by ten points, but looking at the pale face of his daughter, he picked up the wine again, "It's just like this, it's cheap!"

Listening to this tone, Lin Mochen, who had no joy or sorrow, also knew how valuable this Blood Phoenix Desolate Inner Pill was.

However, his face still did not change, and he understood that this inner pill could only prolong his life, and could not cure the symptoms of evil qi entering the marrow.

In white, this treasure treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

"This Neidan is not so easy to use. ”

After thinking for a while, Tu Zulang said a little stiffly: "Later, I will seal this Inner Pill into your body, at least I can fight you for a hundred years." ”

A hundred years, for most of you here, it is almost a snap of your fingers.

Being able to persist for a hundred years under the erosion of evil qi, this huge vitality has exceeded Lin Mochen's imagination.

Even if he saves his connections many times, he doesn't consume three-tenths of this inner pill.

Several elders were also in pain, but they looked at Tumu Yao and suppressed the thoughts in their hearts.

There is a give-and-take!

"Enough is enough! A hundred years, if I don't have the chance, I may not have the courage to persevere. Thank you, Patriarch!"

Looking at Lin Mochen, who saw life and death so calmly, everyone couldn't help but tremble.

"No, you have a lot of chance, and you will definitely find a solution. Just ......" Tu Mu Yao's words suddenly stopped, and he lowered his head, as if he couldn't bear it.

"The path of cultivation is up to me, I hope you can walk out of your own path!"

"Alright, let's stop here. I wouldn't give up so easily!"

For the sake of a hope of going home, Lin dared to use the cultivation of the ten generations of generals to covet the strength of the three generations of generals, and the boldness was no longer enough to describe him.

"The patriarch should have something important to discuss when he came this time. I'll go back to the house and rest. ”

Reading words and emotions has always been an important skill in the workplace. If it is not used well, Lin Mochen will be sorry for the perverted vision after turning into a zombie.

"It's okay, you can listen to it too. I was interrupted by your business and forgot about it. Tu Zulang beckoned him to stay.

The matter was very simple, Tu Zulang explained it clearly in a few words, but it took some time to work on some methods, and when he finished speaking, he saw Tu Lang come back with a dark box.