Fantasy: I Let the Underworld Come to Nine Heavens

The confrontation lasted for a moment, and just when Mo Chen was about to take action, the young man calmed down his entire body.

"Um?"

Facing Mo Chen's doubts, the young man spoke first and said calmly: "You have internal injuries in your body, which were caused by the thunder calamity. If you are fighting at this time, there will be hidden dangers."

After looking at Mo Chen again for a while, the young man also discovered the remaining injuries in his body.

For him, who has an arrogant personality, taking advantage of others' power is not a gentleman.

Geniuses have the arrogance of geniuses. If they defeat the latter at this time, I am afraid that he will not surrender. It is better to let him return to his peak and then suppress him forcefully.

By that time, he had seen his true strength and the insurmountable gap between the two of them, how could he not be his follower due to his duty?

Seeing Mo Chen's momentum, he already recognized this follower in his heart.

At this time, after observing the injuries in Mo Chen's body, the degree of importance he originally attached to Mo Chen had unknowingly dropped by one point.

There is also a gap between genius and genius.

Can you suffer such injuries under a catastrophe?

In his arrogant heart, he unconsciously underestimated the importance he attached to Mo Chen.

Noticing the subtle changes in the young man, Mo Chen was slightly startled, and then felt a little funny, but he was also happy to be looked down upon by the latter.

"you sure?"

If he takes action at this time, this young man still has a 10 to 20% chance of defeating him. If he returns to his peak, hehe, then let this boy see what it means that there is a world outside the world, and there is someone outside the world!

However, the young man ignored Mo Chen.

"Gulu..."

But at this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded at the right time.

The young man heard the sound coming from his abdomen and was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red.

"Hey Hey……"

Seeing the young man's embarrassment, Mo Chen laughed inappropriately.

In the young man's angry eyes, Mo Da waved his hand and led the young man towards a secluded place.

Night has fallen, and the stars are shining brightly in the night.

Halfway up the mountain, two teenagers were sitting next to a fire.

At this time, the two of them were sitting opposite each other, surrounded by only the sizzling sound of grease dripping from the campfire and the sound of insects covered by the night.

Mo Chen handed a piece of grilled monster meat that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside to the boy. The boy didn't want to take it, but he couldn't hold back his stomach growling, so he took it with a red face as he prided himself on being arrogant.

The young man, who has been accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas since he was a child, originally thought that such food must taste extremely bad, but after a few breaths, his thoughts suddenly turned upside down.

Hmm? It smells so good!

Seeing Mo Chen's mouth dripping with oil as he ate regardless of his image, the young man swallowed a mouthful and then tried to take a bite.

Huh? Not to mention, it smells so good!

The two of them didn't speak, and just started devouring themselves.

A night of silence.

The next day, a fish-belly-like whiteness appeared in the sky, and it was already early morning.

In the early morning, when the sun and moon blend together, it is a good time to practice.

Mo Chen sat cross-legged, and countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth flowed into his body through his limbs and bones.

Peiran's spiritual energy kept pouring into his body. During this time, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowed through the five divine treasures, and then was extracted and refined again, and then formed a stream of source energy, washing away his body injured by the thunder.

flesh.

"call!"

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Chen let out a breath of turbid breath and then woke up.

At this time, beside him, the young man was sleeping, with his brows furrowed and a look of uneasiness on his face.

Mo Chen looked at the young man, slightly curious.

The boy's origins are mysterious and his cultivation is not inferior to his own. He must be a genius cultivated by a big force.

This guy was sleeping across from me, but somehow he came to him overnight. He couldn't be afraid of the dark.

Looking at his sleeping position, with his hands folded across his chest and shrunken into a ball, it seems that he is indeed a pampered master who has never suffered much.

Just when Mo Chen looked at the young man, the young man seemed to feel something and opened his eyes in a daze.

brush!

Their eyes met, and the young man was stunned for a long time before he woke up from his stupor.

"What are you doing!" The young man blinked and said blankly.

"Ahem, why did you come to me!"

Fortunately, Mo Chen was thick-skinned enough, so he found a reason and asked righteously.

After brushing, the young man's face suddenly turned red, and then he couldn't help but look elsewhere.

He wouldn't say he ran here because he was scared, right?

It's so shameful for a warrior to be afraid of the dark...

Originally, he had planned to sleep until dawn and then return to the same place, but he overslept, and now it was bad, he was caught...

"Boy, I roasted the meat yesterday, it's your turn today."

Seeing the young man's embarrassment and knowing that this guy was thin-skinned, Mo Chen spoke first to break the awkward atmosphere.

"It's my turn? But...but I won't..." The young man lowered his head again, his voice sounding like a mosquito.

"I don't care, I'll give this to you. If you don't bake it, you'll be hungry today!"

Mo Chen suddenly became unhappy. How could he be a younger brother who didn't know how to cook? He was looking for a younger brother, not a younger ancestor!

With a whoosh, Mo Chen forced himself to give a ring to the boy.

This ring was Mo Chen's trophy. It was collected from Zuo Huang. He also had a better-quality one in his arms. That one was taken off Zuo Qingxuan's body.

The young man took the ring in a daze, and after scanning his mind, he realized that it was the worst kind. The corners of his mouth curled up.

"Na Jie is still so small?"

"My Najie spans dozens of square meters!"

Hearing the young man's whisper, Mo Chen ignored it. In the ring, Mo Chen put a third-level monster beast and some daily necessities.

This monster beast comes from the secret realm of Tianyan. It is used to make meat, which is the best use of it.

Under Mo Chen's patient guidance, the boy first used a worthless ferocious beast meat for training purposes, and then used the best monster meat after he became proficient.

But after the boy failed again and again, Mo Chen could only give up and let the boy cook the barbecue, and then instructed the boy to set up a big pot, chop the monster meat into pieces, and then boil the broth.

Fortunately, cooking broth is much easier than making barbecue. Before noon, a large pot of steaming monster meat is cooked to a pulp.

While the young man was busy, Mo Chen was not idle either. He kept refining the remaining aura of heaven and earth in his body and consolidating his realm.

"Here, let's eat!"

At this time, the young man was disgraced. He first went to the mountains to collect a lot of dry firewood, then started a fire, and then kept adding more firewood. This large pot of broth burned for six hours.

Of course, the most important thing is that this is just ordinary fire.

When the young man saw his results, he was quite excited. This was his first time cooking, and it seemed like he was successful!

Mo Chen opened his eyes wide, looked at the broth that was handed to him, and reluctantly took it in his hand.

Mo Chen didn't want to eat first, but seeing the young man's expectant eyes, he still took a sip.

"puff!"

But as soon as he entered the mouth, Mo Chen spurted out, and the young man was in front of him. This time, he sprayed directly into the latter's face.

Seeing the young man's shocked expression, Mo Chen blushed and said hurriedly: "I'm really sorry, it's too... too hot, I couldn't hold it back..."

It wasn't Mo Chen's intention, it was actually the soup...

Fortunately, he was mentally prepared in advance and spit out the soup as soon as it entered his mouth.

The young man sat across from him in confusion, watching Mo Chen blowing on the soup in his hand. Is it so hot?

Mo Chen glanced at the young man who was putting the soup into his mouth, silently put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and his spiritual energy circulated to his legs, looking ready to go.

After one breath.

puff……

Whoosh...

The two sounds sounded almost simultaneously.