Chapter 53 Beautiful Men

Hearing this, Han Li couldn't help but feel cold, but the scene that happened next gave his mind a great impact and made him realize that there were still many things in the world he didn't know.

With the loud shout of Dr. Mo, the seven strange blades inserted into his body all shook, and there was a "buzzing" roar from the ghost's head, and the sound became louder and sharper, as if it was about to come back to life and want to break free from him.

When Dr. Mo saw that the strange blade seemed to keep calling, he was a little angry. He muttered in a low voice. Because his voice was too light and fast, Han Li didn't hear what he was saying clearly, but it was probably not a good word.

Dr. Mo stood up and walked around the room. Finally, he stamped his feet. He still had no choice but to stretch out an index finger and stuffed it into a ghost's big mouth.

Something incredible happened. The ghost, who was originally a dead thing, actually closed his mouth and bit the delicious food delivered to the door with the thick fangs in his mouth, and gently sucked it up.

Dr. Mo's body trembled gently, as if he was enduring great pain, because the black fog covered his face. Han Li couldn't see the expression of the other party at this time, but his face must be ugly.

After a cup of tea, the ghost finally sucked it up. It let go of its big mouth with satisfaction, and the buzzing sound disappeared.

Next, Dr. Mo made it like a law, fed every ghost once, and then reluctantly withdrew his finger.

After doing these things, Dr. Mo repeated the previous hand decision, and recited words in his mouth.

This time, the seven strange blades were not shaking, let alone making a strange sound. Instead, they opened their eyes at the same time, revealing blood-red eyes, and their mouths opened wider at the same time, and they puffed up their cheeks, sucking something into the air.

The ghost fog on Dr. Mo's face seemed to know that disaster was imminent. They surged, and the outstretched tentacles waved more violently than the other, but it didn't help.

The seven thin black lines were still rolled up from the ghost fog, drawing several beautiful arcs in the air, and then fell into the seven ghost mouths that had been waiting for a long time with great accuracy, and were swallowed by the ghost little by little.

Han Li is a little demented. Because Dr. Mo sat across from him, everything that happened in front of him really fell into his eyes, and even every tooth on the ghost's face was extremely clear.

Han Li, who touched another world for the first time, was completely shocked by this magical power. The strange silver blade, the strange ghost head, coupled with the evil black fog floating on Dr. Mo's face, this kind of phenomenon that cannot be explained by common sense has subverted his previous cognition. You know, in the past, Han Li was always half-hearted about the gods and ghosts. For him, it was not something he witnessed with his own eyes, and it was impossible to believe it.

Now, these ghost scenes that can only appear in legendary stories are vividly displayed in front of him, which can't surprise Han Li.

For a moment, Han Li's mind was in a mess. In the face of this inhuman force, as a subordinate prisoner, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

Gradually, the ghost fog on Dr. Mo's face changed from thick to thin, from thick to thin. It was almost swallowed by the ghost, and only the last light layer was left, vaguely covering his face.

At this time, Dr. Mo's face was already blurred, but Han Liyi saw the real face of the other party, and suddenly opened his mouth in surprise, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

There were too many things that surprised Han Li today, but there was nothing like what he saw now. What the doorman thought made him so oblivable.

At this time, the face exposed from the black fog turned out to be the face of a strong man in his thirties and in his prime. From the extremely familiar eyebrows, it was clear that Dr. Mo himself was not fake, but he was at least a few dozen years younger.

The resolute and tangible face, the eyes that are not arrogant, and the corners of the mouth with a slight sneer are also a very charming handsome face. Such a mature man's face has a fatal killing power for women. Whether it is a young girl or a resentful woman in the backyard of the deep high house, they often can't resist the offensive of such people. As long as they hook up a little, most of them will automatically be deeply immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

After seeing this face, Han Li also had the impulse to punch it in his heart. It seemed that its image of a handsome man provoked the jealousy of other men.

Seeing that the last remaining black fog on his face was also sucked into the ghost's mouth, Han Li remembered that Dr. Mo had once mentioned to him that he was only in his thirties. It was only because he had an accident during the healing of wounds and was extracted by evil spirits for a long time, which made him so old.

In this way, at this point, the other party does not seem to deceive himself. The current appearance should be Dr. Mo's original face, but it's just a means of his recovery, which is too incredible.

At this time, Han Licai found that Dr. Mo was not only young in appearance, but also his body and hair had changed accordingly. His dark hard hair and straight body showed that he was in the golden period of his life, and his physical strength and energy had reached the peak of his body.

"But since Dr. Mo has a way to restore his original appearance, why does he have to do a big move on himself?"

Han Li was a little confused. He woke up from the shock and realized that he was still in crisis, so his head began to turn quickly, constantly analyzing all this, trying to find a way out of the situation in front of him.

Han Li saw that Dr. Mo, who was young, seemed to be in a trance. He stood in place blankly without saying a word.

After a long time, he raised a palm and carefully looked at the smooth skin on the back of his hand with a precious look that had been lost for a long time. Then he closed his eyes, put his palm close to his cheek, and gently rubbed it, as if he was re-savoring the vitality of youth.

Dr. Mo's narcissistic expression made Han Li beside him a little unbeanable. He couldn't understand Dr. Mo's mixed feelings at this time.

"Mr. Mo, you seem to have returned to normal. Don't you need a disciple? Can you let the disciple go? Let the disciples also serve you in the future.

Han Li still couldn't calm down. He still didn't know what the other party would do with him. Therefore, knowing that the other party could not let him go like this, he still pretended to be crazy and stupid, hoping to know his end earlier so that he could make other plans.