When Zhao Qingyun stepped into the lounge shared by him and Ye Weishuang with fatigue and sweating, he was stunned. There were already two people in his room. Zhao Qingyun glanced back at the number on the door suspiciously—it was indeed his number.

A man in the room, who looked from the back, was about twenty or thirty, or thirty or forty, sitting on the edge of Ye Weishuang's bed, and was bent down to look at the person on the bed. The person on the bed was covered by him so that only a pair of long legs remained. Zhao Qingyun took a closer look, that's right, it was indeed Ye Weishuang's straight and slender long legs. Except for Ye Weishuang, Zhao Qingyun has never seen anyone with such beautiful legs. It's just that the blood-stained strip of cloth at the feet of the man who fell to the ground makes people look a little horrified.

Zhao Qingyun's face immediately changed and he stepped forward. The man also turned around at this time. Zhao Qingyun immediately exclaimed in surprise: "Mr. Mo?!"

When Mo Li saw Zhao Qingyun, his face also showed a look of astonishment for a moment, and then his face returned to indifference, and he read his head at him. The friendship between the two is just Caesar's business, and it is really not deep for Mo Li. As for why he appeared here, Mo Li didn't want to care about it right now.

Zhao Qingyun turned several thoughts in his heart. Originally, he had been in contact with Mo Li about Caesar's incident. But at that time, Mo Li's skills were to shoot the tires of the pursuers with very accurate marksmanship, and his ordinary appearance was too much like a normal uncle, and he had never seen Mo Li before, so in the eyes of Zhao Qingyun before, Mo Li was just a mysterious person with extraordinary skills beside Ye Weishuang. But it's clear that none of the people who are here right now are normal people.

Zhao Qingyun thought about it and suddenly came to his senses. There were too many people in the melee before, and the strength of him and Ye Weishuang was strong, probably fighting on their own, so they hadn't seen each other, and it made sense to appear here now. No wonder Ye Weishuang refused to partner with him before...... Thinking of this, Zhao Qingyun suddenly remembered Ye Weishuang, who was temporarily forgotten by him. He was startled and hurriedly stepped forward, and Ye Weishuang's pale face appeared in front of him. Zhao Qingyun was dumbfounded. Ye Weishuang, who was covered in blood, was in a mess, the coagulated blood and the torn shirt were tangled together, if it weren't for his frowning brows that could still move, Zhao Qingyun would have thought he was dead.

And Mo Li, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, didn't look good. On the white long cover of his suspected pajamas, there was blood on his chest, and his hands were even more bloody, which made Zhao Qingyun frightened.

He ...... What's wrong with him?" Zhao Qingyun asked cautiously, for fear of hearing something bad. Although he didn't get along with Ye Weishuang for a long time, he was the first person Zhao Qingyun met who attracted him to this world, and he had already put him in a special position in his heart. Even if two or three of his uncles and uncles died, they couldn't catch up with Ye Weishuang's reading injury. In his eyes, Ye Weishuang, who can exert such strength in the melee, is an undefeated person at all.

"I was unlucky to meet a pair of real earth fairy partners. Mo Li replied on Ye Weishuang's face.

Zhao Qingyun was taken aback. Before, he had already learned from his uncle and ancestor and seen with his own eyes what the so-called "true partner" meant. Their formidable strength undoubtedly defeated everyone who came across the Earth Immortal's partner.

Zhao Qingyun's face changed for a while: "...... Failed?"

Mo Li didn't answer, just looked at him and looked up and down. Zhao Qingyun did not have any major injuries except for the exhaustion of his body and excessive consumption of spiritual power. Zhao Qingyun saw his gaze, so he explained: "My uncle and ancestor cover me, it's no big deal. ”

Mo left the reading head and stretched out his hand to Ye Weishuang. Zhao Qingyun's eyes widened suddenly. Mo Li's five fingers actually went down the five black blood holes on Ye Weishuang's shoulder. Ye Weishuang, who was lying in a coma on the bed, immediately wailed and was shocked. Mo Li frowned, and under Zhao Qingyun's frightened gaze, his five fingers bent in the flesh and blood. Ye Weishuang's body trembled violently, and a fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Zhao Qingyun couldn't help but grab Mo Li's shoulder and said, "You...... What are you doing here?"

Mo Li glanced at him coldly. Zhao Qingyun's heart suddenly cooled. The look was so horrified that he withdrew his hand.

"That bastard has too much strength, too much aggressive spiritual power. If you don't do that, you can't clear it out. Mo Li still answered him, and then stretched out his other hand to grab the back of Ye Weishuang's neck and rested his head on his shoulder. He said in a soft voice next to Ye Weishuang's ear: "Weishuang, wake up." When it hurts, it cries out. ”

Zhao Qingyun was stunned by the tone of the two heavens before and after. He saw Ye Weishuang slightly open a slight slit in his eyes, and then Mo Li's five fingers on his shoulder suddenly penetrated into a whole phalange. Ye Weishuang let out a hoarse scream, and then bit Mo Li's shoulder fiercely. Mo Li didn't even frown, but said in a softer and softer voice: "Bear with it, I'm going to start." ”

Mo Li's five fingers began to stir on Ye Weishuang's shoulder. Each stirring broke his muscles and bones, and a stream of bubbling blood flowed out like a stream, and the tender flesh that had already shown pale was turning with his fingers. Zhao Qingyun's face turned pale when he saw it. Ye Weishuang's face was pale and colorless, and he gritted Mo Li's teeth and inserted them fiercely. His eyes were starting to turn blue.

Mo Li's eyebrows only frowned slightly, and then shouted at Zhao Qingyun: "Bring the snake spirit fruit on the table!"

Only then did Zhao Qingyun notice that there were already two more snake spirit fruits on the table. He didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly handed over both of them, Mo Li grabbed one of them, twisted them with one hand, and slammed them on Ye Weishuang's wound. Ye Weishuang let out a whimper from his throat again. At the same time as the spirit fruit residue pressed his wound, Mo Li pulled out the five fingers that had reached into the flesh and blood, and the shoulder that Ye Weishuang was biting was already bleeding, and Mo Li's plush pajamas immediately turned red.

Mo Li watched the wound heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. After removing the remaining ruthless spiritual power, Ye Weishuang's wound was finally able to heal. With this his own recovery ability and the increase in the Snake Spirit Fruit, Ye Weishuang's injuries could be completely healed in just one day and night. Mo Li pushed him slightly, and then noticed that the fingers hanging on both sides of Ye Weishuang's body had protruded from the green tendons, and the nails had elongated by three inches, and there was no doubt that the pair of teeth embedded in his shoulders must have become a lot sharper.

Mo Li put his palm on his jaw, and with a slight effort, Ye Weishuang, who was already stiff, opened his mouth, and sure enough, the teeth in his bloody mouth were as sharp as knives.

"It's okay, it's okay...... as if coaxing a child, Mo Li seemed to caress Ye Weishuang's soft sweaty hair without any pain. Ye Weishuang's body has always sweated less and has a low temperature, which can make him sweat wet his hair...... Mo Li felt a throbbing pain in his heart. "I can't sleep yet. Hear me, wait for the snake spirit fruit to press it in before you go to sleep...... Not doubled?

Ye Weishuang couldn't hold it anymore. He slumped in Mo Li's arms, his eyes closing closer and closer. Mo Li's efforts to shake his body were useless. Mo Li knew that the snake spirit fruit could only be spontaneously absorbed when the person was conscious, and if he fell asleep, the human body's self-circulation system would slow down, and the highly volatile snake spirit fruit would be abolished immediately. He grabbed another snake spirit fruit in Zhao Qingyun's hand, and took it into his mouth, and a pure heaven and earth aura spread out in his mouth. Mo Li suppressed this aura and crossed over to Ye Weishuang's lips.

Zhao Qingyun was really stupid this time.

Mo Li's aura was urged, and Ye Weishuang's wound healing speed immediately doubled. As long as ** is closed, the effect of the spirit fruit will circulate in the body and cannot be dissipated. It was Ye Weishuang, who was also disturbed by Mo Li's sudden move, and suddenly sobered up a little. He seemed to want to refuse, but Mo Li made up his mind not to let him fall asleep, and even his tongue stuck in. Ye Weishuang was completely sober.

This is the second kiss Mo Li gave him in succession. One can also find a reason to prevaricate, but this second Ye Weishuang can no longer ignore it. He didn't expect that Mo Li had already fallen. This realization made him feel not only dangerous, but also a faint joy.

Zhao Qingyun was thinking about whether he should quit. He couldn't think of what he was going to do when someone was kissing. When he made up his mind to leave space for these two people, Mo Li stopped him: "That snake spirit fruit...... Compensate you next time. ”

Zhao Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then shook his hand and said, "No need, it's useless to me now anyway." It didn't take much effort for me,

After a long time, Mo Li said, "Thank you." ”

The third round is still a partner battle. But this time, there were a lot fewer people. I don't know when the table was repaired, but it has been restored to its original state. And there are only about 40 people left on the field, and the people who have been eliminated in the two rounds do not know where they have been sent.

Zhao Qingyun quickly found his uncle, a seventy-eight-year-old man, who had a strong demeanor. Zhao Qingyun followed him to pass that level dangerously. And Li Zhang didn't know what luck he took, and his uncle who followed him actually passed two levels in a row.

This time the rest was much longer, Zhao Qingyun ran out early for a walk, and stayed at Li Zhang's place for nearly five hours before hearing the signal that the third round of assessment was about to begin. All the people in the room stood up, looking nervous.

After one more round, they can go home.

Zhao Qingyun noticed that Ye Weishuang's number was lit on the seventh stage, and he was stunned for a moment, could it be that Ye Weishuang actually won the husband and wife pair? Not long after, he also found his number. It's just that until almost everyone is in place, Ye Weishuang's group of people on the stage has not yet appeared. Zhao Qingyun unconsciously became a little worried. Could it be that Ye Weishuang's injuries no longer allow him to continue to participate in this round of assessments? Zhao Qingyun looked at the room shared by him and Ye Weishuang again, but there was no sign that anyone wanted to come out. Zhao Qingyun glanced at the platform again, and suddenly realized that at some point, there were already two people standing on the platform. But there are only two numbers on the table: Ye Weishuang and "three-two-one". Zhao Qingyun shook suddenly: Another immortal!

The two men were a man and a woman, the woman was quite old, she seemed to be in her forties, and the man was very young, and seemed to be less than thirty. It looks like a mother and son. It's just that the two of them are talking, but they are extremely intimate, with a strange intimacy. The two hands were clasped, and the five fingers were interlocked. This is clearly a gesture that only couples have.

Zhao Qingyun was so anxious that he couldn't wait to jump off the stage to see how Ye Weishuang in the room was doing, and what Mo Li was doing. He didn't see Mo Li on all sides, this person could naturally only be by Ye Weishuang's side.

Just as everyone was in place, almost ready to call "start", the door to 117 opened. Mo Li's tall figure appeared by the door, and Ye Weishuang, who was pale, stood beside him. Mo Li helped him and jumped on the stage, but he didn't even give half an eye to the pair of partners opposite.

Zhao Qingyun was stunned. Why is Mo Li standing there? It's almost time. He didn't go up to his platform, did he stand beside Ye Weishuang to fight for him? At this moment, Zhao Qingyun paused suddenly. He stared at Mo Li in disbelief, looking people up and down. When he heard the "start", Zhao Qingyun immediately confirmed his conjecture: Uncle Mo is a heavenly immortal.

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