"Ahem, Ghost Brother"

The old ghost heard the coughing sound coming from inside the tent, glanced at Mo Li, and then turned around and entered the tent.

Mo Li's divine sense swept the old eight and found that there was basically no big problem, and the medicinal properties of the herbs had also taken effect, presumably in a moment and a half, the corpse poison in the old eight's body would be completely cleared.

From the words that the old ghost said halfway, thinking of the corpse poison on the body of the old eight, Mo Li probably guessed what happened to these two people last night, presumably these two people suffered a lot last night.

"Brother Ghost, is that thing dead?"

The old ghost saw that the old eight, who was still a little delirious, couldn't bear to reply: "It's dead, thanks to my brother last night." ”

"Ghost brother" Lao Ba squeezed out a smile when he saw the old ghost say this, but a series of coughing sounds followed.

"Eighth child, rest well, don't worry, with Brother Mo here, we will be fine"

"Brother Mo, he's awake!It's okay" Lao Ba closed his eyes after coughing a few times, and soon, a burst of snoring sound sounded from Lao Ba's mouth.

"There are mountains outside the mountains, there are people outside the people, these days, unprecedented experience has also applied the meaning of this sentence, Mo Li now does not think that he is the only one who is so lucky among hundreds of millions of people, Mo Li smiled bitterly and suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly stood up, and at the same time, a powerful wave overflowed from Mo Li's body and rushed into the distance in an instant.

Hundred meters, thousands of meters, Mo Li's divine consciousness extended infinitely to all sides, and every time his divine consciousness extended, Mo Li's expression became more solemn, until Mo Li's spiritual power was about to be exhausted, and then he withdrew his divine consciousness.

The old ghost of "Brother Mo" saw that the eighth child was already asleep, and when he came out of the tent, he happened to see Mo Li's somewhat strange expression, so he asked Mo Li in confusion.

"Gray Dudu," Mo Li asked with some emotion.

"Brother Mo, it's all my fault, gray toot it" The old ghost hesitated a little.

Just now, the divine sense searched around for a long time and didn't find Gray Dudu, and when he saw the old ghost's expression, he was in a hurry, grabbed the old ghost's shoulder and roared angrily: "Gray Dudu, it, what's wrong!"

"I was to blame last night, if it weren't for me, the eighth wouldn't be like this, Gray Dudu it"