"It doesn't matter who I am, take care of yourself first," Mo Li, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and running Zhou Tian, opened his eyes and replied lightly to the middle-aged man in the distance.

At this time, Mo Li was extremely tired at the moment when he finished using the fireball technique, his whole body was as if all the bone marrow had been drained, in fact, Mo Li knew very well in his heart that if the middle-aged man had any backhand, then he would really have to die in Huangquan, but fortunately, Mo Li used the remaining aura to sweep the middle-aged man's body during this period, and Mo Li knew that the middle-aged man at this time should not be much better than himself, so he didn't have to worry too much.

After Mo Li finished speaking, the middle-aged man laughed "hahaha", and this yin "haha" sound echoed in the cave, making Mo Li and the others present stand on end.

"Shouldn't it be? There is a yin snake in the middle-aged man's body that is devouring his organs, how can he still laugh, is he wrong?" Mo Li thought about it and took out the leaf that Mo Meng gave before leaving, in Mo Li's mind, if he was really wrong, if the middle-aged man made any moves, Mo Li planned to take this leaf immediately, I heard Mo Meng say that this leaf can replenish spiritual power very quickly, and it was really a last resort, even if he knew how precious this leaf was, Mo Li did not hesitate to eat it, after all, his life was important.

While Mo Li was thinking wildly, the middle-aged man's eerie laughter came to an abrupt end, and then a drop of cold sweat the size of a soybean grain on his pale face crackled down his forehead and into his clothes.

Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the middle-aged man's actions, and the leaves in his hand were slowly put into his pocket, "Hey, you can do it yourself, you won't die if you don't die" Mo Li sighed.

"Ah~" A painful moan came from the middle-aged man's mouth, and then the middle-aged man covered his stomach and hunched over and slammed back and forth in the cave.

"I won't let you go, ah~" The middle-aged man held his stomach and looked at Mo Li and the others word by word. As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, his body fell to the ground with a straight "poof", and then he foamed at the mouth and smelled a foul smell of blood and water that could be smelled a few battles away, and then the middle-aged man's eyes rolled upwards and he didn't move.

"Dead?" all this happened too fast, Mo Li conjured up a fireball out of nowhere to destroy all the yin snakes at once, the old ghost's brain had not reacted in this instantaneous time, and the middle-aged man who was still good in the distance died in an instant, the old ghost looked at the middle-aged man's actions and looked at his companion Lao Ba with an expression of disbelief.

"Big brother, is this guy frightened by Brother Mo's momentum, I'll go over and take a look" The old eight on the side reacted faster than the old ghost, and walked towards the middle-aged man with great strides after speaking.

Mo Li closed his eyes when the middle-aged man fell, and began to concentrate on running Zhou Tian to recover his weak body, and Mo Li listened to the conversation between the old ghost and the eighth child, and didn't pay attention to it.

Lao Ba came to the middle-aged man's body, and the stench emitted by the middle-aged man's body couldn't help but make Lao Ba cover his mouth and nose, and he was about to kick the middle-aged man when he raised his foot.

Suddenly, when the eighth raised his foot and was about to kick at the middle-aged man, a black slippery thing suddenly appeared between the middle-aged man's eyebrows, which was just like an eye, turning between the eyebrows, and then staring at the eighth man directly.

Frightened, the eighth raised foot hurriedly retracted, and took a few steps back, "This big brother" The eighth stared at the middle-aged man's eyebrows, which was particularly like an eye, and said to the old ghost behind him without looking back.

"Quack, quack" As soon as Lao Ba finished speaking, the middle-aged man's mouth moved, and he let out a strange cry that was different from that of people.

After the scream ended, the middle-aged man's body stood up straight, the middle-aged man turned his head, looked at the old eight in front of him, and then looked at the old ghost and Mo Li in the distance.

"Quack, quack" was another shout, and then the middle-aged man raised his hands and rushed towards the nearest eighth man like a zombie.