In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

In the God's Hand Valley, Han Li and Zhang Tie looked at Doctor Mo's sudden appearance and were surprised.

"Master Mo, Mo." Han Li stammered a greeting, with a bad premonition rising in his heart.

"Your junior brother has gone down the mountain?" Doctor Mo said with a smile on his face.

"Oh, yes. Junior brother Li received a mission from the door this morning and was sent to deliver a message. He should be on the way now." Han Li guessed that the 'junior brother' Doctor Mo mentioned was referring to Lu Yuan, but he deliberately playing dumb.

Thinking of Doctor Mo's casual glance last night, everything is now clear. Doctor Mo set up a game and played tricks to attack the east and the west. On the surface, they thought the target was Li Feiyu, but in reality it was to transfer Lu Yuan away so that he could attack him and Zhang Tie.

"Humph." Doctor Mo sneered.

"Come with me, I'll discuss something with you."

"Don't worry, this house is not a dragon's den or a tiger's den. The two of you are not worthy of my doing anything." Doctor Mo pointed out when Han Li and Zhang Tie did not move.

"Let's go, try to delay as much time as possible." Han Li said to Zhang Tie. He believed that with Lu Yuan's intelligence, he would soon notice that something was wrong, and then rush back with Li Feiyu.

The period before they rushed back was the time to test themselves and Zhang Tie.

After Doctor Mo walked into the lobby, he lay down on the imperial chair as usual.

Han Li looked at Doctor Mo and found that he was older than before.

When Dr. Mo came back from looking for medicine, he was treated for a period of time by Lu Yuan using the elixir refined by Han Li's Changchun Gong spiritual power. The result was quite effective, the essence recovered a lot, and even a lot of black hair began to grow.

But looking back today, I see that he is no different from an old man in his seventies.

Lu Yuan once mentioned to Han Li that on the night of the attack on Li Feiyu, Doctor Mo might have used a method with huge backlash, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

Perhaps with his own preparations and Zhang Tie, he might not have no chance of winning against the current Doctor Mo.

Han Li's mind was spinning, and he had a bit of confidence on his face. Without being polite at the moment, he pulled a stool over and sat down grandly opposite him.

"Master Mo called us here, what exactly do we want to discuss?"

Zhang Tie was stunned as he watched from the side. He was still in a respectful mindset towards Doctor Mo.

"What else can we discuss? As the saying goes, it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it only takes a moment. You have also seen that my physical condition is getting worse day by day. I have put so much effort into you over the years, and it is time for you to help me heal." Is it time?" Doctor Mo didn't pay attention to Han Li's disrespect, but instead said as if he was just making things up.

Doctor Mo's attitude left Han Li a little confused as to what his intentions were.

Could it be that what the other party said before was true, that he really just wanted to restore his essence by himself, and that he didn't have any crooked intentions? Are you thinking too much?

"Master Mo's care has always been kept in our hearts, and we dare not forget it. If there is anything I need to do, please just ask." Han Li's expression softened, he used the honorific, and he seemed to have returned to his former self. Good disciple.

"Okay! I feel so comforted by your words."

"Come on, let me see the progress of your Changchun Gong first." Doctor Mo seemed to have really entered the role of a compassionate master. He stood up and walked over, about to take Han Li's pulse directly.

Han Li lowered his head and thought about it. It seemed that it was really impossible not to let the other party test his skills. Because my original intention now is to delay time. If I refuse, the situation will probably fall into an irreconcilable situation in an instant.

Furthermore, it is not that I am unprepared, I have a lot of backup plans. Even if he immediately turns his back on Wanmai, he still has a way to escape. What's more, there is Zhang Tie next to him, who can definitely help him at critical moments.

Thinking of this, he handed his right wrist out, carefully paying attention to Doctor Mo's reaction. If anything went wrong, he would retract it immediately.

Doctor Mo said nothing more. He stretched out his withered left hand and gently placed it on Han Li's wrist. His smile gradually faded and became solemn, as if he was doing something extremely sacred.

Han Li maintained his skill at the mid-fourth level. Seeing Doctor Mo's expression, he murmured in his heart. His alertness immediately reached its highest level. He quietly pressed his left hand to his waist, where there was a custom-made belt. sheath dagger

At the same time, he winked at Zhang Tie and asked him to get ready.

Slowly, a look of surprise appeared on Doctor Mo's face. He had noticed the continuous strange energy in Han Li's meridians. The intensity of this energy flow far exceeded the minimum requirement in his mind.

"Well, although the progress is not as good as expected, it is enough."

"Zhang Tie, it's your turn." Doctor Mo nodded first, and then asked Zhang Tie to come over. However, his hand never let go of Han Li's wrist, and he kept holding on to it.

"Wait a minute." Han Li stopped Zhang Tie who was approaching.

"Master Mo, is it time for you to let go?" Han Li's face darkened. He already knew that something was wrong. He tried to pull his right hand away, but was held firmly by the other party and could not move at all.

"Let go? Okay, I'll let go!" Doctor Mo looked at Zhang Tie, who was not far away from him, and gave a sinister smile.

Then he suddenly shouted: "Hey!"

Han Li's body instantly lost his balance, and then he couldn't stand upright. He collapsed on the ground on the spot, and his left hand on the sword hilt also slipped away feebly.

Zhang Tie next to him was equally unbearable. He was so shocked by the sudden sound that he covered his ears with his hands and closed his eyes tightly.

"Boy, you're still too young to fight with me!" Doctor Mo couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw that he succeeded in one fell swoop as he expected.

"I'll deal with you first, come here!" Doctor Mo yanked his left hand hard into his arms, pulling Han Li directly from the ground to his feet. Then he leaned down, stretched out his right index finger, and pointed directly at him. The pimple on the chest.

"Bang!" With a sound, Doctor Mo's finger seemed to have poked into the iron plate, making a dull impact. The front half of his finger felt a dull pain from the rebound, and the acupuncture was naturally unsuccessful.

"What's going on!" Doctor Mo was stunned by the accident and was shocked.

His eyes involuntarily scanned Han Li's clothes, but the thin appearance did not look like he was wearing dark armor, which made him a little confused.

At the moment when Doctor Mo was distracted, Han Li regained control of his body. His recovery ability was much stronger than Doctor Mo expected.

"Master, let go of Senior Brother Han. We can discuss everything."

"Otherwise..." Zhang Tie next to him also put on a posture.

"Otherwise what?" Doctor Mo didn't hesitate when he saw this and wanted to find another way to restrain Han Li and then deal with Zhang Tie.

But suddenly he felt that the wrist he was holding tightly in his hand suddenly became slippery and flexible, and he could no longer control it firmly.

In surprise, he used his hand a little more, but with a "swish", the other person's hand slipped out from between his fingers like a loach. This time Doctor Mo was really a little stunned.

Han Li didn't care how surprised Doctor Mo was, he rolled like a donkey and quickly rolled to Zhang Tie's side. Pulling him back a few steps, he was far away from Doctor Mo.