After Xiao Shitou took over Su Luo's body, a powerful spiritual attack flowed continuously into Ancestor Mo's throat along with the blood.
At first, Old Ancestor Mo was completely immersed in the delicious blood. He was so intoxicated that he couldn't help but care about everything around him. Until, the small stone transmitted the spiritual speed through the blood to Old Man Mo's mind.
Old Man Mo's mind was originally eroded by black spots, which made his temperament become crazy. Now Little Shitou's mental power is even stronger!
Suddenly, Old Man Mo stopped moving.
He raised his head and stared at Su Luo with an unclear expression, a trace of doubt in his eyes.
He was puzzled. How could the blood that was so delicious just now change its taste?
Before he could ask the question, he suddenly felt that the black spots in his mind that he had suppressed with all his strength quickly emerged and spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.
it hurts!
How deep is this pain?
Even a super strong man like Patriarch Mo was trembling in pain, holding his head with both hands uncontrollably, falling to the ground, rolling around in pain.
Douda's sweat continued to flow out, soaking the entire ground!
The Great Elder and Palace Master Mo were dumbfounded.
They had no idea that things would take such a big turn!
Ancestor Mo, who had the upper hand just now, was rolling on the ground holding his head in the blink of an eye! Isn't this reversal too big?
The two of them opened their mouths wide and moved, but didn't say anything...
Su Luo looked at the two people with cold eyes, her eyebrows raised, and the corner of her mouth raised a mocking smile.
Xiao Shitou is right, if you want to suck her blood, let's see if you can swallow it!
Now I see that being captured by Weiyang Palace and having her blood sucked by Old Man Mo is not without some benefits. At least after this incident is spread, if the world knows that even Old Man Mo can’t bear to drink her blood, then, let’s ask
Who would dare to suck her blood in the future? Looking for death?
Of course, these are Su Luo's inner thoughts. On the surface, our Su Luo still pretends to be pitiful and innocent.
"Oh, I'm just telling you! There are toxins in my blood, and they haven't been detoxified yet! Look, is there something wrong now?" Su Luo spread her hands and pushed away all the problems.
She was crying and shouting just now that her blood was poisonous, but the Great Elder and the others didn't believe it. Not only did they not stop her, but they were happy to see it happen. This is a consequence they brought upon themselves.
The great elder glared at Su Luo!
"You stinky girl, shut up!" The elder wanted to slap Su Luo away with one palm!
But the most important thing now is to save Patriarch Mo. This person is the pillar of Weiyang Palace and cannot collapse.
"Brother! How are you doing, brother?" The elder rushed up quickly and pulled Old Mo, his face full of nervousness.
But at this moment, Old Mo's head felt like it was exploding with pain. How could he have time to answer his words?
Palace Master Mo held on to his broken body and limped closer, with concern on his face: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Is it okay?"
Mr. Mo was rolling around with a headache and ignored them.
Palace Master Mo stretched out his hand to help Patriarch Mo. No matter what, he would help him lie on the bed first. Palace Master Mo’s idea was very good, but it was impossible to implement it.
Just when Palace Master Mo reached out to help Old Ancestor Mo, Old Ancestor Mo was on the verge of collapse.
Seeing a pair of hands dragging him and moving him, Old Mo, who was already extremely manic, suddenly became angry!