The atmosphere of the luncheon was very good. In addition to the servants carefully conveying the delicacies, the owner of Yuelai Manor kept laughing and pouring wine. After both sides eliminated the misunderstandings, he even told many jokes about Colombia to liven up the atmosphere.
Leya didn't drink alcohol and was not interested in the vulgar jokes of middle-aged men, so she just drank the freshly squeezed juice in the silver cup and occasionally picked up some delicious food for him to try.
However, David Mo thought this middle-aged man who could stretch and bend was quite interesting. After all, it is rare to have such a smooth style of doing things.
In addition, he was born in the market since childhood and was no stranger to making jokes, so he could answer all the allusions said by middle-aged men, and the two of them were also considered common topics.
During the chat, he gradually learned that the middle-aged man in front of him was named Sauron. As for his surname, he did not disclose it specifically, but he called himself an idle noble. Although he had no rights in Colombia, he lived a leisurely and comfortable life.
David Mo smiled and said nothing, because these words could clearly hear some false elements, but it might be understood as this man's low-keyness.
Sauron was also puzzled. The young man in white in front of him seemed to be not interested in his identity at all. All topics revolved around the geography of Colombia, and in history, they never exceeded this range.
"Did Mr. Geunshuo and Miss Leya really only stay overnight in Colombia? In fact, there are many places in our country that have very beautiful scenery. I really want to take you to visit..."
Sauron was full of spring breeze and said in great sincerity, but a light flashed deep in his eyes. He obviously wanted to test something, but he didn't say it clearly.
David Mo seemed not to hear the implicit sound in him, but just smiled faintly: "We have some things to deal with, so we can only rush to travel. It's better to save the opportunity until next time, or at that time we can travel to Colombia together."
Sauron coughed awkwardly and nodded, "Then I can only wait for the next time. After all, the matter of a peerless strong man like Mr. Geun-shuo is not something that ordinary people can delay..."
He hesitated for a moment, then smiled faintly: "It is said that powerful people with superb strength usually have their own treatment methods. I think people who are as powerful as Venerables have even more methods that ordinary people cannot achieve. I love medical skills in Xiapingyu. I don't know if Venerables can reveal it a little, so that I can open my eyes..."
When he said this, his eyes flashed twice, and he quickly picked up the wine glass and drank it quickly to cover up his panic. However, David Mo did not miss this detail. He immediately realized that he finally caught some signs.
"This is really not. I have always admired the peak power, so I don't involve much in the healing process, so I can only disappoint you." Mo David said with a little regret.
Most powerful people with level 5 or above in Diamond will have some research on healing techniques, because in the peak duel, the difference in details will become the decisive factor of the victory or defeat.
He did not have any research on healing techniques, mainly because his cultivation level was improved too quickly and he had no time to stay. However, he had an advantage that others could not imagine, that is, before entering the diamond level, the little Buddian hatched, and his natural healing ability helped him solve this problem instantly.
Sauron waved his hand and said with a smile: "Sir, since he doesn't want to disclose it, it's hard to force me. There are many offensive things now, so please don't take it to heart."
After the two chatted casually for a while, David Mo took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, and said lightly: "It's getting late. There's enough things happening today. Why not end the luncheon now and let's take a break."
Naturally, there was no reason why Sauron refused and quickly ordered the servants to lead the two of them to the exquisite building that had been arranged long ago, and the lunch ended smoothly.
Not long after David Mo and Leya left, a slightly hunched old man flashed into the restaurant, who was the one who had just been severely injured by David Mo.
This person is Sauron's housekeeper, with super strong cultivation of Diamond Level 2, but he had no power to resist in the hands of the young man in white. This is why Sauron was so shocked!
"How far do you think his cultivation should reach?" Soren's face no longer had the flattery and gentleness he had just now, and instead he had a face of majesty. After all, he was a person who had been in power for a long time, and his performance in front of David Mo was just a last resort.
The old white-haired coughed up a few strands of blood, but soon covered it with a handkerchief. He said with some difficulty: "I tried my best to guess it. I think it should not be lower than the ninth level of diamond... That kind of power is too terrifying, almost suffocating, and there is no place left in the whole body to move."
A trace of fear flashed in his eyes as he spoke, and he was still in fear until now. If that person had increased his strength by three points at that time, he would have been afraid that he would have died at this time.
Sauron frowned slightly and pondered: "Diamond Level 9? How could such a top-level powerhouse appear in our territory of Colombia? Judging from their appearance, they should be going to rush to do business. What kind of thing will make such a person take action?"
While he was talking to himself, the old white-haired man bowed slightly and said, "I received a message some time ago, but because I did not confirm it, I did not tell you... I heard that two strong men at the peak of Diamond Level 9 in the east had a fierce battle a week ago. I dared to guess whether this gentleman would be one of them."
Sauron's eyes flashed with surprise and immediately asked, "Is there such a thing? Where did this come from?"
The old man nodded and said a little weakly: "The news from several merchants is that one of them is a dead cultivator. The real witness has been hiding. It is said that he escaped after a lifetime of death... However, there is news that one of them was wearing only an ordinary white long suit..."
Soren suddenly stood up from the chair, a gleam burst out from his eyes, and clapped his hands and said, "It must be! Isn't this Mr. Geunshuo just wearing a white long suit? Besides, this kind of long suit is rare, and with such strong strength, who else will be there besides him!"
He paced back and forth in the hall excitedly, murmured: "The diamond level nine-level necromancer cannot do anything to him. It seems that he has a way to restrain those things! Brother Wang's injury may be really saved!"
Then he turned around and looked at the old man and said with concern: "Mutu, how are your injuries? I have something I want to leave to you to do, but now it seems that I am extremely anxious..."
The old man, known as Mutu, quickly straightened his back and held back the pain in his chest and said, "Please rest assured that the servant is not seriously injured. As long as he can be loyal to the country, he will die without regrets!"
Soren patted Mutu on the shoulder with relief and praised: "Mutu is really the humerus of my family! When I was young, I knew that you deserve the four words "Pluto of the Country"!"
He then immediately ordered: "Before dark, be sure to help me confirm the true surname of this message. No matter how much it costs, it is best to confirm that person's strength!"
Mutu wanted to turn over and kneel down, but was supported by Soren, and was moved to remind him to take good care of his health, and the marquis's mansion would rely on him in the future.
A warm current flashed through Mutu's heart, wishing to smash the master to pieces immediately, and then promised Sauron that he would live up to his mission and leave quickly.
When Sauron was left alone in the hall, a hint of hope flashed in his eyes and he couldn't help but whisper: "Bless by the God of Light, don't have any accidents..."
...
The room in the small building was luxurious and elegant. After David Mo took the baby to bathe together, he lay on the bed one by one, and he began to quietly consider things about Mount Kilimanjaro.
"Learn from Reya's tone, Mount Kilimanjaro has been running thousands of miles. That Brahsha should not be a common thing. How can I find that thing then?"
This doubt kept circling in his mind. Brahsha could heal the wounds caused by the necromancer, which meant that it could suppress the power of the necromancer. And things that could restrain the necromancer were always hard to find, so the difficulty of getting it can be imagined.
The little Buddian's limbs were wide open to the sky, exposing his round belly to the air. It seemed that he especially liked this sleeping position. His little head was resting on Mo David's palm, and his gentle breath came, making Mo David feel warm.
"You are so lucky that you can sleep as soon as you say. If everyone in the world can be like you, there will be no war or plunder." He shook his head and sighed softly, and his eyes gradually shifted out the window.
...
The dinner was still well prepared, but Sauron, who was the owner of the manor, disappeared. According to the servant's reply, he had some things to deal with, so he could not accompany David Mo and Leya tonight, and the servant conveyed his apology on his behalf.
The expression on Mo David's face seemed quite plain. He smiled slightly and expressed his gratitude to the servant who was passing the message. However, Leya immediately showed some joy because she wanted to just have dinner with Mo David.
But she said, "Mr. Sauron's absence is really regrettable, but since he is busy, he can only do this."
After thanking her for her understanding, the servant stepped aside. Leya turned her head and whispered to David Mo in a deep blue language: "This annoying Sauron finally doesn't have to eat with us..."
Then she pouted and said curiously: "He wants to curry favor with you so much. It is logical that he shouldn't miss this dinner... Guess what he should be doing now?"
David Mo shook his head and smiled lightly, "I don't want to guess what he does and I can't guess what he does."
ps: The defense is temporarily over, and it will be updated today. Squeeze the bus and thank you for your support, thank you! (To be continued.)