Chapter 53: Beautiful Man

When Han Li heard this, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, but the scene that happened next made his mind suffer a huge shock, making him realize that there were still many, many things in the world that he didn't know.

As soon as Doctor Mo shouted, the seven strange blades inserted in his body all shook, and a "buzzing" roar came out from the ghost head, and the sound became louder and sharper, as if it was about to come back to life, trying to break free from him.

Seeing that the strange blade seemed to be constantly calling, Doctor Mo was a little angry, and he muttered in a low voice, because the voice was too soft and fast, what was being said, Han Li didn't hear clearly, but it was estimated that it would not be a nice word.

Dr. Mo stood up, walked around the room, and finally stomped his foot, but helplessly stretched out an index finger and stuffed it into the big mouth of a ghost.

The unbelievable thing happened, the ghost head who was supposed to be a dead thing actually closed his mouth by himself, and with the thick fangs in his mouth, he bit down hard and sent it to the door, and gently sucked it up.

Doctor Mo's body trembled slightly, as if he was enduring great pain, because the black mist covered his face, Han Li couldn't see the other party's expression clearly, but his face must have been ugly.

After a cup of tea, the ghost head finally sucked it up, and it released its big mouth in satisfaction, and the humming sound disappeared.

Next, Dr. Mo soaked it in the same way, fed each ghost head again, and then retracted his fingers unwillingly.

After doing these things, Doctor Mo repeated the hand he had pinched before, and there were words in his mouth, and he shouted "Seven Ghosts Devouring Souls**" again.

This time, the seven strange blades did not tremble, let alone make a strange noise, but opened their eyes at the same time, revealing blood-red eyes, and their mouths opened wider at the same time, and puffed out their cheeks, gulping into the air to suck something.

The ghostly mist on Doctor Mo's face seemed to know that a catastrophe was coming, and they surged violently, and their outstretched tentacles waved more violently than the other, but to no avail.

Seven thin black lines were still rolled up from the ghost mist, drawing a few beautiful arcs in mid-air, and then fell into the mouths of the seven ghosts who had been waiting for a long time with great accuracy, and were devoured by the ghost heads little by little.

Han Li was a little demented. Because Doctor Mo was sitting across from him, everything that happened in front of him really fell into his eyes, and even every tooth on the ghost's face was extremely clear.

Han Li, who had touched another world for the first time, was completely shocked by this magical power, the strange silver blade, the weird ghost head, and the demonic black mist that appeared on Doctor Mo's face, all of these phenomena that could not be explained by common sense all subverted his previous cognition. You must know that in the past, Han Li had always only half-believed in the things of gods and ghosts, and it was impossible for him to believe it if it was not something he had witnessed with his own eyes.

Now, these ghost scenes that only appeared in legends and stories were actually displayed alive in front of him, how could they not make Han Li feel frightened.

All of a sudden, Han Li's mind was in a mess, and in the face of this inhuman power, as a prisoner of the ranks, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

Gradually, the ghost mist on Dr. Mo's face changed from thick to thin, from thick to thin, and it was almost swallowed by the ghost head, leaving only the last light layer, vaguely shrouded in his face.

At this time, Doctor Mo's face was already faintly visible, but as soon as Han Li saw the other party's true face re-revealed, he suddenly opened his mouth in surprise, and he couldn't close it together for a long time.

There were so many things that surprised Han Li today, but none of them were as thoughtful as what he saw now, making him so forgetful.

At this time, the face that emerged from the black mist was actually the face of a sturdy man in his thirties, in the prime of life, and from the extremely familiar eyebrows, it was clear that Doctor Mo himself was not fake, but he was at least dozens of years younger.

The resolute and tangible face, the eyes that are not angry and arrogant, and the corners of the mouth with a slight sneer, no matter how you look at it, it is also a very attractive handsome face. Such a mature man's face has a lethal effect on a woman, whether it is a young girl in the prime of cardamom, or a resentful woman in the backyard of a high-rise house, they are often unable to resist the attack of this kind of person, as long as they hook their hands slightly, most of them will automatically throw themselves into their arms, and fall into it, unable to extricate themselves.

After seeing this face, Han Li actually had the urge to smash it with a punch in his heart, it seemed that its image of a beautiful man was too much to arouse the jealousy of other men.

Seeing that the last bit of black mist remaining on his face had also been sucked into the ghost's mouth, Han Li thought that Doctor Mo had mentioned to him that he was only in his thirties, but it was only when he had an accident while healing his injuries that he had become so old because he had been extracted by the evil spirit for a long time.

In this way, at this point, the other party does not seem to deceive himself. The current appearance should be the original true appearance of Doctor Mo, but it is just a means of his recovery, which is too incredible.

At this time, Han Li realized that Doctor Mo was young not only in his appearance, but also in his body and hair, his jet-black hard hair and tall body all showed that he was in the golden age of his life, and his physical strength and energy had reached the peak of his body.

"But since Doctor Mo has a way to restore his original appearance, why bother with himself?"

Han Li was a little puzzled, he woke up from the shock, realizing that he was still in a crisis, so his head began to spin rapidly, constantly analyzing all this, trying to find a way out of the situation in front of him.

Han Li saw that the young Doctor Mo seemed to be in a trance, and he stood in place in a daze, not saying a word.

After a long time, he raised the palm of his hand, carefully looked at the smooth skin on the back of his hand with a look that had been lost for a long time, and then closed his eyes, pressed his palm against his cheek, and rubbed it gently, as if he was savoring the vitality of youth again.

Doctor Mo's narcissistic expression made Han Li on the side a little unbearable, and he couldn't understand the mixed feelings that Doctor Mo had lost at this time.

"Mo Lao, you seem to have returned to normal, don't you need a disciple anymore, can you let the disciple go? ”

Han Li still couldn't hold his breath, he still didn't know how the other party was going to deal with him. Therefore, he knew that the other party could not let him go like this, but he still pretended to be crazy and stupid and spied on him, hoping to know his fate as soon as possible, so that he could make another plan.