Chapter 53: The Beautiful Man

When Han Li heard this, he couldn't help but feel a tremendous storm, but the scene that happened next caused a huge impact on his mind and made him realize that there were still many things he didn't know in the world.

As Doctor Mo shouted, all the seven monster blades inserted into him shook, and a "buzzing" roar came from the ghost's head. The sound became louder and louder, sharper, as if he was about to survive, and wanted to break free from him.

When Doctor Mo saw that the monster blade seemed to be constantly instructing, he was a little angry. He muttered in a low voice, because the voice was too light and fast, Han Li didn't hear clearly what he was saying, but it probably wouldn't be a good thing.

Doctor Mo stood up, circled around the room, and finally stomped his feet. He still couldn't help but stretched out a index finger and stuffed it into a ghost's big mouth.

An incredible thing happened. The ghost head, who was originally a dead person, closed his mouth and bit it hard with the thick fangs in his mouth. It delivered it to the door for delicious food and gently sucked it.

Dr. Mo's body was trembling slightly, as if he was enduring huge pain. Because the black fog covered his face, Han Li couldn't see the other person's expression at this time, but he must have looked ugly.

With a cup of tea, the ghost head finally sucked full. It relaxed its big mouth with satisfaction, and the buzzing sound disappeared.

Next, Doctor Mo soaked it as usual and fed every ghost head, before he unwilling to withdraw his fingers.

After doing these things, Doctor Mo repeated the hand decision he had pinched before, and muttered something in his mouth.

This time, the seven monster blades did not shake, nor did they make a strange noise. Instead, they opened their eyes at the same time, revealing blood-red eyes, and their mouths also opened wider. They bulged their cheeks and sucked something into the air with big mouthfuls.

The ghost fog on Doctor Mo's face seemed to know that the disaster was coming. They surged and their tentacles were waving more violently than the other, but to no avail.

Seven thin black lines were still rolled up from the ghost fog, drawing several beautiful arcs in the air, and then fell into Qi Zhang's mouth that had been waiting for a long time, and were swallowed by the ghost head bit by bit.

Han Li was a little demented. Because Dr. Mo was sitting cross-legged opposite him, all the things that happened in front of him really fell into his eyes, and even every tooth on the ghost face was extremely clear.

Han Li, who touched another world for the first time, was completely shocked by this magical power. The strange silver blade, the strange ghost head, and the evil black fog that appeared on Doctor Mo's face, all of which could not be explained by common sense, subverted his previous cognition. You must know that in the past, Han Li had never believed in the affairs of gods and ghosts, and it was not something he had witnessed with his own eyes, and it was impossible for him to believe it.

Now, these ghost scenes that only appear in legends have been presented to him alive. How could Han Li not be shocked?

For a moment, Han Li's mind was in chaos. Faced with this inhuman power, as a prisoner at the level, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

Gradually, the ghost fog on Doctor Mo's face went from thick to thin, from thick to thin, and was almost swallowed by the ghost head, leaving only the last light layer, which faintly enveloped his face.

At this time, Dr. Mo's face was already blurred, but when Han Li saw the true face that the other party showed again, he opened his mouth in surprise and could not get together for a long time.

There were too many things that surprised Han Li today, but none of them were as thoughtful as what he saw now, which made him so obsessed with him.

At this time, the face exposed from the black fog turned out to be a handsome man in his thirties and in his prime. Judging from the extremely familiar eyebrows, it was clear that Doctor Mo himself was still the only one who was younger than at least dozens of years.

The firm and tangible face, the eyes that are not angry and powerful, and the corners of the mouth with a sneer, are also a very charming handsome man's face. Such a mature male face is fatal to women. Whether it is a young girl in her prime or a resentful woman in the backyard of a high house, they often cannot resist the offensive of such people. As long as they hook their hands, they will automatically throw themselves into their arms and fall into it, unable to extricate themselves.

After seeing this face, Han Li had the urge to smash it with a punch. It seemed that its image as a handsome man was too jealous of other men.

Seeing that the last bit of black mist remaining on his face was also sucked into the ghost's mouth, Han Li realized that Dr. Mo had mentioned to him that he was only in his thirties, but he had an accident while he was healing. The evil spirits were extracted for a long time and that he became so old.

From this point of view, the other party seemed not to deceive himself at this point. The current appearance should be Doctor Mo's original true appearance, but his recovery method was too incredible.

At this time, Han Li realized that Dr. Mo was not only young, but also his body and hair changed accordingly. His black hard hair and straight body all showed that he was in the golden period 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 himself?"

Han Li was a little confused. He woke up from the shock and realized that he was still in crisis. So his head began to turn rapidly, constantly analyzing all this, trying to find a way to escape from the situation in front of him.

Han Li saw that the young Doctor Mo seemed to be a little dazed, and he stood there blankly without saying a word.

After a long time, he raised one palm and looked at the smooth skin on the back of his hand with a look that he had lost for a long time. Then he closed his eyes, pressed his palm against his cheeks, rubbed it gently, as if he was re-savoring the vitality of youth.

Dr. Mo's narcissistic expression made Han Li, who was standing beside him, unable to understand Dr. Mo's mixed feelings of losing and regaining it.

"Old Mo, you seem to have returned to normal. Do you have no need for disciples? Can you let them go? Let them serve you in the future."
Chapter completed!