Mo Yunfeng didn't understand it at first, but after seeing Bei Chenying and others laughing, he realized.

"Miss Su, don't joke, this..." Mo Yunfeng was almost crazy in depressedness.

Su Luo glared at him angrily, but finally had no choice but to take out a dagger and cut it at his snow-white wrist.

Yanhua's dagger was extremely sharp, with a chilling air.

Although it only slashed gently, the wound was not small. The red blood flowed out, and soon it was as many as half a bowl.

At this time, I don’t know if it was the effect of the Red Blood Scrophularia, but the wound healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, the originally bright red wound on Su Luo’s right wrist was left with only a shallow scar.

It's like this...healing?

It was absolutely impossible to fake it if you saw it with your own eyes. For a moment, everyone was deeply shocked.

Especially Mo Yunfeng, his eyes were wide open at this time, and he wanted to open a hole in Su Luo's wrist.

What a magical blood! Mo Yunfeng's eyes shine. The blood of the red blood Scrophularia ginseng can definitely be as mentioned in the book, which can live dead flesh and bones, and can prolong life and increase cultivation!

"Now you can get out." Nangong Liuyun's eyes were cold and he directly ordered to expel the guest.

"You are not welcome here, get out!" Bei Chenying had a dark face.

Mo Yunfeng got the result he wanted, and did not care about their bad attitude. He carefully held the half bowl of extremely precious blood and left excitedly.

study.

Mo Yunfeng, carrying the blood of the red blood Scrophularia ginseng, quickly walked to the main area of ​​the study.

"My father, I got the blood." Mo Yunfeng's eyes could not hide his excitement.

"So fast?" Mo Zixu was a little surprised. With his understanding of those people, it should be impossible to compromise so quickly. What's more, there was Nangong Liuyun, an extremely difficult peerless genius in that team.

"My father, this is not fake. Su Luo cut the blood left behind the wound with his own hands, which his son saw with his own eyes." Mo Yunfeng was excited, "My father, can this drop of blood last ten years?"

The word "death" is a difficult problem for all ages. Countless emperors and superiors are pursuing the way of eternal life. Now, how many years will this whole half bowl of blood be added to this? Mo Yunfeng is really excited the more he thinks about it.

"This blood..." Mo Zixu picked up the medicine bowl, observed it carefully, and sniffed it for a while.

"Father, how about it?" Mo Yunfeng asked excitedly.

"The smell in the blood really has a bit of spiritual energy and ginseng flavor. I can't guarantee that what Miss Li said is true." This is because Mo Zixu is cautious by nature and has not said enough.

In fact, just by relying on the spiritual energy in the blood, Mo Zixu believed it seven or eight in his heart.

"When Miss Su handed you the blood, she didn't say anything?" Mo Zixu was cautious and did not get married this time.

Mo Yunfeng suddenly remembered it, he slapped his head and immediately said, "Miss Su did say that she said there was poison in her blood."

"It's poisonous?" Mo Zixu's expression subsided, "This matter is big or small. You can catch a dog and try it and it's true or false."

"Okay." Mo Yunfeng turned around and soon carried a white poodle in his hand. This was one of the many pet dogs Mo Yunqing raised.
Chapter completed!