Chu Mo let out a mournful cry, and now he doesn't care about anything... He even hoped that Master would stand up and beat him hard!
He rushed over directly.
Chu Mo tested his master's breath, and found that there was still breath, and he was relieved immediately.
But what to do next, is completely out of ideas.
"Master said that only the blood of the primordial beast can temporarily suppress the toxins in his body."
"But it's becoming more and more difficult to hunt Yuan Beasts now... plus Master's finger just now instilled so many things into my brain, it must have consumed a lot!"
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If it wasn't for worrying that something would happen to me here alone, Master could have gone further and hunted the primordial beast."
"I don't have the strength to hunt and kill that kind of powerful primordial beast at all now. Even if I have, it's too far away to quench my thirst."
"What? What should I do?"
The thirteen-year-old boy finally showed a fragile and helpless expression, and burst into tears as he looked at the master who was already in a deep coma.
"Blood… "
"The blood of the primordial beast..."
"Blood… "
Chu Mo's whole body became a little nervous, and he knelt beside the Demon Lord, muttering.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
"I don't have the blood of primordial beasts, but I have my own blood!"
"I just don't know if it works..."
"Why do you care so much?"
"How do you know if you don't try?"
Chu Mo muttered to himself, directly took out a sharp short knife, and slashed at his wrist. There was a slight pain, and a bloodstain appeared on his wrist.
Then, bright red blood flowed out.
The slightly cool mountain wind blew across Chu Mo's body, making him shiver slightly.
Seeing the bright red blood flowing out of his body, he would definitely feel fear in his heart.
But Chu Mo's pure eyes were full of determination.
Pointing his wrist at the master's mouth, he muttered: "I hope it works, it must work! God bless you!"
Although the Demon Lord was in a deep coma, when the blood flowed into his mouth, he subconsciously swallowed it.
At the same time, the expression on the Demon Lord's face also slowly relaxed.
"It really works!"
Chu Mo almost cried out excitedly.
For Chu Mo, who was often beaten, the numb pain on his wrist was a piece of cake, and he hardly felt it.
Blood continued to flow into the mouth of the devil, until Chu Mo's head became a little dizzy, and he suddenly remembered something.
"Master, he..."
"How much blood do you need...?"
"It seems that every time... such a big primordial beast, he almost drank all the blood on his body... Then do I... want to bleed all my blood?"
"Master saved me, saved my grandpa..."
"I should return this life to Master!"
"I just hope he wakes up and doesn't beat me..."
"But he beat me, I don't know, do I?"
bang.
Chu Mo finally couldn't hold on anymore, and fell headlong on the Demon Lord, subconsciously withdrew his bleeding wrist, and touched the piece of jade on his chest.
That was the strongest obsession deep in his heart.
That piece of jade represents my mother.
The blood that continued to flow from the wrist quickly soaked through Chu Mo's clothes and stained the piece of jade.
Unknowingly, the piece of jade has been dyed red.
Then, a sudden change occurred!
All that blood seeped into that piece of jade little by little!
A piece of jade that was originally white and moist all over the body instantly turned blood red!
A soft ray of light radiated along the piece of jade, sweeping across Chu Mo's bleeding wrist, the blood stopped immediately.
Then, the blood on the blood jade gradually faded, and soon, it returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.
All this, and no one saw it!
After a long time, the Demon Lord slowly opened his eyes, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face that had never shown any expression.
"In the end, I still couldn't defeat the poison of the seven evil spirits."
"Finally dead?"
"Hey, whatever..."
"Death is also a kind of relief!"
"Die, am I... see you soon?"
As the Demon Lord said, in Chu Mo's eyes, there was an extremely gentle smile on that rigid face that was not as cute as a cabin.
Then, the Demon Lord's eyes fell on his chest, where... there was a person lying on his stomach.
It was Chu Mo.
First he was startled, and then the Demon Lord became furious, sat up directly, and grabbed Chu Mo's wrist, the bloodstain, and the bloodstain on the ground.
as well as…
He just realized... the blood in his mouth.
How could the Demon Lord not know what happened
"Asshole!"
"Confused!"
"Simply a bastard!"
"Extremely bastard!"
"This little bastard, I'm so mad!"
At this time, Chu Mo also woke up leisurely, and vaguely saw the Demon Lord sitting there yelling.
Chu Mo looked weak, but showed a smiling face, and called out: "Master..."
The devil's scolding stopped abruptly.
Then, he glanced at Chu Mo with some embarrassment.
"Master, it's great that you're alive again!" Chu Mo said happily.
"What a fart!"
The Demon Lord stood up straight away, kicked Chu Mo aside, and then hit him hard.
Scolding and beating at the same time.
"The deity uses your sympathy?"
"This deity takes pity on you?"
"I use you to save me?"
"You idiot! Are you a pig?"
"Pigs are smarter than you!"
"What this deity wants is someone who will inherit the mantle, not a jar of blood!"
"How much blood can you have?"
"Are you stupid?"
"If you fucking die, where do you want me to find the successor?"
"When the time comes, what face do I have to meet my ancestors?"
"asshole!"
"Asshole!"
Cursing and cursing, the Demon Lord couldn't continue cursing, and he couldn't beat him either.
Because Chu Mo was laughing!
Chu Mo was indeed laughing, the more fierce his master scolded him, the happier he laughed.
Although since he was with the Demon Lord, being beaten and scolded is a common occurrence, and he is somewhat used to it.
But every time I was scolded and beaten, I was still unhappy after all.
But this time, it was the first time for Chu Mo to feel happy from the bottom of his heart because of being beaten and scolded.
When the demon king passed out, Chu Mo even had a feeling that his sky... had collapsed!
He was an orphan since he was a child, and he didn't know who his parents were.
Mojun is the second person in this world who makes Chu Mo feel close and dependable.
The first one is Fan Wudi!
his grandpa.
The Demon Lord is different from Fan Wudi, he is ruthless, domineering, but he seems to be omnipotent, like a god.
In the secular world, the vast majority of people, throughout their lives, may not even see a cultivator who can fly.
But he, Chu Mo, not only saw it, but also became the disciple of such a person.
How lucky is this
Although he never admits it with his mouth, why does Chu Mo not know it in his heart
Don't look at the devil beating him and scolding him all day long, but he is definitely really good to him!
For a short period of one or two days, Chu Mo didn't know the efficacy of those primordial beast meat, but after such a long time, how could he not know that those primordial beast meat could enhance his strength.
Beating him every day, isn't it a kind of exercise? Let his fundamental physique go to a higher level!
Chu Mo could still give too many examples to prove that his master, who looked ruthless on the surface, actually cared for him to the extreme in his heart!
It's just that the method used by the devil is different from most people in this world.
He doesn't need others' approval, he doesn't need others to be grateful, he doesn't even need others to know!
Even if this person is his apprentice!
Nor is it necessary!
This is a man who is extremely proud!
No one knew how hesitant Chu Mo's heart was at the moment the Demon Lord fell.
No one knew how happy Chu Mo was when he saw the Demon Lord returning to normal.
"Master, why don't you fight?" Chu Mo stared at Mo Jun with wide eyes, and laughed.
"Go away!" Mo Jun glanced at Chu Mo: "Bitch!"
Turned around and left.
Chu Mo was left there giggling.
This time, the Demon Lord left for another four days.
Just when Chu Mo was a little worried, the Demon Lord came back carrying a giant python.
Even though he was dead, Chu Mo was still taken aback by the giant python.
The giant python was as thick as the thigh of a strong man, three or four feet long, and had a scarlet horn growing on its head!
"This, this is not a python, this is... a jiao?" Chu Mo asked in surprise.
The Demon Lord glanced at Chu Mo: "Not so stupid!"
Chu Mo has long been used to the demon king's blows, and automatically filters out what he doesn't want to hear.
"Oh my god, I can actually see this thing. Is this a seventh-order primordial beast?"
"You can actually kill a seventh-order primordial beast... that's amazing!"
Chu Mo was full of admiration.
The Demon Lord looked at Chu Mo mockingly: Is this kind of ignorant fellow really my apprentice
He sneered and said, "It's hard to kill it?"
"That's, that's, it's not difficult for the master, the master is the most powerful!" Chu Mo flattered him without much sincerity.
Because flattering the devil is extremely risky, if you do it seriously, you will be beaten in all likelihood.
"I'll clean it up!" Chu Mo volunteered, because he was actually too curious about this thing.
Unexpectedly, the devil glanced at him: "You? With your current strength, you can't even remove a single scale of it, so just stay."
"Look under me!"
Chu Mo refused to accept, and rushed forward with a sneer.
The Demon Lord ignored him and just took care of the dragon by himself.
In the end, Chu Mo worked hard for a long time and grinned, but he couldn't even get rid of a single scale of the dragon, so he gave up.
Panting heavily, sitting aside sulking.
But soon, Chu Mo forgot about it, because following the handling of the demon king, Chu Mo discovered that there was...a lot of blood on this dragon.
"Master... the blood of this thing is useless to you?" Chu Mo asked curiously.
"For your use." The Demon Lord said lightly.
"You idiot, you lost too much blood before, and you need to mend it."
Chu Mo was immediately moved.
The Demon Lord was expressionless, and said flatly: "If you die, my inheritance will also be broken."
"..." Chu Mo was speechless, and said in his heart: My master is really strong enough, no matter how tender things are in his mouth, they can become hard, without any emotion at all.
"By the way, that mental method is God's will, have you read it?" Mo Jun asked suddenly.
Chu Mo shook his head: "Didn't you let me enter your room casually..."
"Didn't I say that that day..." Mo Jun stared, as if he was about to beat someone up in the next moment.
Chu Mo shrank his neck and said hastily: "You said that after you died... But you are not living well now... Cough cough... Naturally, I can't just enter your room casually."
"Hmph!" Mo Jun snorted coldly, stood up, and washed his hands carefully.
Back in the room, he took out a thin booklet and handed it to Chu Mo seriously.
"This is God's will, it is the most powerful mental method in the world!"
"none of them!"
"Although there are only two and a half volumes, if you can thoroughly comprehend these two and a half volumes, it is enough to guarantee that you will be invincible in this world!"
"On the Four Elephant Continent, the top-level mental method is only one-tenth as fast as it is cultivated!"
"Unfortunately, it is missing, if it is complete..."
Very rarely, Mojun sighed in front of Chu Mo, with undisguised regret on his face.
Chu Mo took it carefully, wondering in his heart: what kind of exercise book is it that can make Master show such an expression
Out of curiosity, Chu Mo opened the first page of this thin booklet.
"Volume One, Providence!"