Tears flowed down Xiao Hei's cheeks and fell on Lin Mo's hands.

Lin Mo, who was walking with Xiao Hei, felt the warm touch on his hand.

It was found that Xiao Hei's face was full of grievances.

Those big smart eyes also gradually dimmed.

Lin Mo put a hand on Xiao Hei's head gently and rubbed his head gently.

"Xiao Hei, don't be sad because of the words of this kind of person, because..."

Lin Mo's eyes swept around, and his eyes became cold.

"These guys are just a bunch of poor bastards who have been blinded."

Lin Mo's whole body was full of killing intent.

The casual white clothes rose automatically without the wind.

Behind him is like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood...

And Lin Mo is the arrogant king who sits high on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood!

Under Lin Mo's gaze.

Everyone's faces turned pale.

My heart almost slumped to the ground, and I urinated.

"A group of adults swearing at a child."

"Aren't you what you call... shameless people!"

Lin Mo's words silenced them one by one.

Seeing that there was no one who dared to speak, Lin Mo gently wiped his fingers on Xiao Hei's cheek.

Then he continued to lead him towards Liuye Lane.

Inside the alley, a group of men in colorful clothes stood in two rows.

A chilling aura emanated from them.

These men have seen blood.

Lin Mo didn't stop, but calmly walked towards the inside with Xiao Hei.

Suddenly, Lin Mo spoke again and said to Xiao Hei.

"Xiao Hei, the teacher will teach you a truth today."

"A dog that bites doesn't bark."

"Dogs that only bark and bark don't dare to bite people, because they are afraid of death..."

A confused expression appeared on Xiao Hei's face.

Although I don't understand what the teacher is saying.

But Xiao Hei nodded obediently.

If you don't know, you can go back and ask the teacher.

But you can't lose the teacher's face outside.

The faces of the Wu ethnic men standing on both sides turned blue and red.

How could they not hear Lin Mo talking about them.

Go straight up if you want to.

If you don't do it, don't stand here like a fool.

In the end, the Wu ethnic man standing at the front said in a deep voice unwillingly.

"Everyone, go back."

Even if everyone's heart is full of unwillingness.

But no one questioned the decision of the leading man.

In the inner environment of the Wu clan, the rules are the biggest.

Lin Mo walked with Xiao Hei to the door of the witch hall.

Various tables and chairs are already prepared by the door.

The middle-aged witch doctor had long been standing at the door of the witch hall, waiting for Lin Mo's arrival with his hands behind his back.

"You came."

"Ok."

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I'm still here."

Facing the words of the middle-aged witch doctor, Lin Mo responded indifferently.

"Tell me, how do you want to compare."

The middle-aged witch doctor looked at Lin Mo.

"Writing, martial, or practice?"

What the middle-aged witch doctor said about Wendou was the theoretical knowledge of herbal medicine and the condition mastered by the two people.

Fighting is when two people heal together, and the one who heals more and the better the effect is considered a victory.

And what the practice says is to attract a patient with incurable diseases, whoever gets cured first wins.

Lin Mo looked at the middle-aged witch doctor and chuckled.

"Then let's do the three together, so I won't be bullying you."

When the middle-aged witch doctor heard this, a look of anger suddenly appeared on his face.

A child with a yellow mouth dared to care so much, and after only a few years of studying medicine, he felt that he was comparable to Hua Tuo.

The random middle-aged witch doctor said with a sneer.

"Okay, I just hope that you, the big man of the Wumeng League, will not lose in the future!" JrNovels.com