Chapter 382: Western Region of Zhongzhou, Lan Bingbing of Xihuang City (page 12)

"It is indeed a blow from the Eight-Star Fighting Saint. It is indeed terrifying..."

The desolate yellow sand blew on Mo Yu's forehead. Seeing the old man with a ghost stick who was swallowed up by the black thunder aperture and his breath was annihilated, the pale Mo Yu finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell down.

The blood-covered corpse suddenly trembled slightly after being silent for a long time, and then its closed eyes slowly opened.

Hearing the howling sound of the wind ringing in his ears, he couldn't help but pull up a wry smile. This damn soul clan almost died in this place.

This figure that looks like a corpse is naturally Mo Yu, who survived a narrow escape from the hands of the old man with a ghost stick.

When he saw that the Soul Clan actually sent the Old Man with the Ghost Staff to assassinate him, Mo Yu pinned all his hopes on the black thunder talisman presented by Lei Ying.

However, although this black thunder talisman recorded three attacks from Lei Ying, the eight-star fighting saint, the old man with the ghost stick was also a prominent semi-saint.

Therefore, in order to ensure a one-hit kill, Mo Yu desperately lured the old man with the ghost stick to a dangerous distance before releasing him.

Although the power of the Black Thunder Talisman lived up to Mo Yu's high expectations, he successfully killed Old Ghost Staff, a powerful semi-saint.

But in the process of seducing the old man with the ghost stick, Mo Yu's body was severely damaged by the ghost energy contained in the ghost stick.

At this moment, Mo Yu's internal injuries were quite serious and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

If it weren't for the Suzaku Fentian Lei, a powerful and powerful mysterious thunder in his body, protecting Mo Yu's limbs and meridians, I'm afraid this wisp of ghostly energy would have seriously injured him and endangered him.

It has been almost a day since he killed the old man with the ghost stick. During this day, he was lying here like a corpse.

The Devouring True Thunder slowly absorbed the energy of heaven and earth, and then carefully nourished Mo Yu's greatly damaged body.

With difficulty, he moved the beast ring with his fingers, and a pill flashed out. Mo Yu then slowly put it in his mouth with trembling movements.

After completing these simple tasks, Mo Yu suddenly felt cramps in his body, causing a slight cold sweat to appear on his forehead.

If it weren't for the black thunder talisman presented by Lei Ying this time, I'm afraid he would really perish here.

After all, the opponent is a semi-saint strong man. Even if Mo Yu can fight beyond the level, facing such a strong man, it is still a small thing to shake a big tree.

"As long as I recover a little fighting spirit, I can repair the injury myself, and then the Devouring Elemental Thunder absorbs the energy of the world, which should gradually heal the injury.

I hope I won’t be the most unlucky to meet any wandering monsters at this moment. Even the strong men of Douzong can’t help me. If I end up becoming food in the mouth of monsters, it will be really hard to accept.”

He murmured slowly in his heart, feeling the warm medicinal power dissolving in his body, and a wave of tiredness surged into his head again, causing his eyes to gradually close again.

When Mo Yu closed his eyes, he seemed to vaguely hear some noises and exclamations.

……

Mo Yu woke up again amid a violent jolt that made the bones in his body fall apart. He struggled to slowly open his eyes.

There was a large ceiling in front of his eyes. Mo Yu's fingers gently rubbed the place where his body was leaning. His eyes swept and he immediately understood where he was.

This should be on top of a carriage. So, he must have been discovered by passers-by in the grass, right?

His eyes also swept over his body, and found that the blood stains on his body had been wiped away, and even the broken black robe had been replaced. Now he was only wearing a rather rough linen cloth. Clothes.

Looking at the attire on his body, Mo Yu was stunned for a while, then something suddenly sounded, and he hurriedly touched his right hand. When he found that the beast ring and the black thunder talisman were still there, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

When Mo Yu was relieved, the car curtain was suddenly opened, and the dazzling sunlight poured in. Immediately, a middle-aged man with a somewhat sturdy build appeared in Mo Yu's eyes.

When the visitor saw Mo Yu wake up, he also grinned, a bit innocent: "Little brother, are you awake?"

Mo Yu glanced at the middle-aged man. Although the fighting spirit in his body was greatly lacking due to serious injuries, the soul power was still strong.

At a glance, one could see the strength of this man. He was only one short step away from the peak of Dou Ling and the Dou King.

"Haha, our convoy found you in a bush in the desert. After seeing your injuries, I thought you wouldn't survive, but I didn't expect you to wake up."

The middle-aged man smiled at Mo Yu and said, "My name is Lan Lie. I am a deacon of the Lan family in Xihuang City. I happened to have a mission this time. I was passing by Xihuang Desert, and then I discovered you."

"Thank you, Brother Lan Lie, for saving me. I'm Mo Yu." Hearing this, Mo Yu was startled, but then he said very gratefully.

"It's okay. If you're out and about, just help if you can. Nothing bad will happen."

Lan Lie smiled, looked at Mo Yu, and said: "And that's all I can do. As for your injury, I can't do anything.

If you get to Xihuang City, you can go to the medicine shop and ask an alchemist to treat you. "

Mo Yu smiled. His injury didn't matter. Although it was serious, for Mo Yu who often suffered such injuries, it was almost a daily occurrence.

With the help of the Yuan Devouring True Thunder, as long as he is given some time, recovery from his injuries is not a problem.

"By the way, Brother Lan Lie, may I ask, is this in Zhongzhou?"

Mo Yu hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked, he didn't want to go through all the trouble to pass through the space channel, only to have him randomly dumped somewhere on the mainland.

"Well, this is the Western Region of Zhongzhou." Lan Lie nodded, and then said with some surprise: "Brother Mo Yu is not from Zhongzhou?"

Mo Yu smiled bitterly, but did not hide anything. He briefly talked about the space wormhole, but he concealed the matter about the ghost stick old man.

Although the Soul Clan must be wary of the Thunder Clan since they sent the Old Man with the Ghost Stick to assassinate him, Mo Yu doesn't want to take the risk of exposing himself again.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu couldn't help but feel a little pity for the old ghost stick who had no bones left.

Of course, Mo Yu didn't feel sorry for the death of Old Man Guizhang, but felt sorry for Old Man Guizhang's death and corpse.

The lifelong collection of a semi-saint strong man and the body of a semi-saint strong man are priceless.

It's a pity that although the Black Thunder Talisman is easy to use, it is really powerful. It directly swallowed up the whole body of the old man with the ghost stick, leaving not even a hair behind.

But Mo Yu was only slightly regretful. He was extremely lucky to survive from the hands of the old man with the ghost stick.

"It turns out that we encountered a space storm. No wonder it's like this..." On the other side, Lan Lie suddenly realized, then smacked his lips in wonder and sighed.

"The Western Region of Zhongzhou. I wonder if the Qi Alliance is located here?" Mo Yu pondered for a moment and asked again after walking away from the regret of the old man Guizhang.

"Item Alliance, that's an organization composed of a group of weapon refiners..." Lan Lie glanced at Mo Yu doubtfully and continued.

"However, Xihuang City is a bit far away from the Qi Alliance headquarters. Even if you take the space wormhole, you will have to make several turns during the process."