Before, when Long Mo had spent two consecutive mental demon disasters and his mental power grew rapidly, he thought he had finally embarked on the road of the protagonist. Then the palace was burned, and after it came out, he finally felt the freedom of the sky was high, the birds could fly wide, the sea was wide, and the fish jumped.

What followed was the mark left by the mysterious and terrifying fluctuations in his mind. Long Mo realized that there was another plug-in, such as the growth of mental power accelerated by 50%. Although there were hidden dangers, wealth and honor were in danger. In addition, he had recently successfully pretended to be a wave of hermit masters, Long Mo felt a little satisfied. As a result, Yan Fei came, a comparison, damn it...

"By the way, how many moves do you want to show off to them?" Long Mo looked at Wu Zhi and Wu Kuang who were fighting swords and asked Yan Fei beside him.

"No need, although I have realized the sudden enlightenment and have a clear mind, I have not yet reached the point where I can attract the power of the stars. I am seriously injured, and even if I improve, I need to rest as you said, and it is not suitable for arbitrary movements." Since I walked with me, Yan Fei no longer called Mr. Long Mowei, but instead discussed friendships with peers.

Long Mo is probably clear about the reason. One is that Yan Fei's mental capacity has increased sharply, and he naturally has a keen perception, and has more or less judgment on Long Mo's strength. Long Mo, who lacks the profound feeling, is just a person with wide knowledge in Yan Fei's eyes. As for the secret star field, Yan Fei was afraid but not afraid after he firmed his own path.

Another point, Long Mo could also feel that although Yan Fei's name has changed, the relationship between the two has been much closer, which is a bit like a friend.

"What about you? Don't you try it?" Yan Fei asked Long Mo. He had seen Long Mo's swordsmanship. Even though his swordsmanship has always been his proudest place, he still has to be called powerful.

"Ha, I am a hidden master. Didn't I lose my identity in the first place?" Long Mo said with a smile. Yan Fei shook his head beside him. No one in the six people present had seen Ye Chuxue (Long Mo's vest) take action. Wu Kuang and others even thought that Long Mo had not practiced and was a fighter.

"Come on, I'm looking forward to you." Long Mo said to Yan Fei with a smile, then his eyes floated over and saw Cui Han resting, and added: "There are your brothers too."

"Xiao Han's qualifications are actually much better than mine, but unfortunately he just can't practice. Otherwise, he may be more powerful than me now." Yan Fei said.

"Hey, things in the world are hard to say. Qualifications do not all depend on understanding. The roots, minds, and luck are indispensable. Besides, we are just ordinary people, so how can we see through everything." Long Mo sighed a little. Cui Han's understanding is not enough, and he is absolutely a genius level. Therefore, when he knew that Cui Han had not practiced, he had been thinking about it for a long time. As a result, he found that things were not as simple as he thought.

Cui Han seemed to have a deficiency of both qi and blood. But Long Mo discovered that this was not born with physical weakness, but was caused by acquired. Taking advantage of Yan Fei's serious injury, Long Mo asked Wu Ji and Guan Han to prepare ingredients as nourishing items. Logically speaking, with such conditioning, Cui Han's body would improve even in just a few days. But in fact, Cui Han's body was still weak and his body did not change at all.

Long Mo didn't understand the reason, but he could also know that there was definitely a problem with Cui Han. It's just that Cui Han didn't look for him, Long Mo didn't meddle in other people's business.
Chapter completed!