Super villain system

The servant looked at the way his master was worried, and felt a little uncomfortable. He shared his sorrow for the Lord, but now he couldn’t help at all. He shook his head and sighed, feeling a little bit useless to hate himself, suddenly His mind brightened, and his inspiration flashed on how to save that disciple.The servant exclaimed, "Master, I...I have a solution!"

Mo Bai quickly stood up and asked, "What is the solution?" The servant looked a little excited and flustered. Although this method was very transgressive, it was the only way to save him. The servant looked at the excited people and spoke slowly. "That is your blood, Lord."

Mo Bai is a little confused, can his blood save people?Why doesn't he know?Looking at the servant, Mo Bai didn't look like he was lying and asked, "My blood? Are you sure?"

The servant nodded and said with absolute certainty, "Yes, Lord, your blood is a bit special. Your blood composition is incompatible with the composition of the mutated river water. As long as he drinks your blood, he can withstand the effects of the river water on him. Infringe, shield all the elements that can control him."

Everyone's eyes lit up and they all stared at Mo Bai, as if Mo Bai was a treasure that everyone wanted. People showed a greedy look in their eyes. They all wanted to drink some Mo Bai's blood so that they could Resist the damage of the river.

Mo Bai looked at those people and laughed out loud. He knew that human nature is terrible. It is a truth that everyone understands to "see advantage and avoid disadvantages." Naturally, these people in front of them are the same. They want their own blood because there is only His blood can save them.

These people want to survive on their own, so they don't care about using various methods, although he doesn't care about two drops of his own blood at all.

Mo Bai turned his head to look at the servant, and asked indifferently, "How much blood do I need?"

The servant looked at his master like this, and looked at the various expressions of the people behind Mo Bai, and understood the reason. The servant smiled and said to Mo Bai, "Not many, as long as there is a bowl bottom. enough."

Chapter 467

Mo Bai didn't expect that his blood had such a detoxifying effect. He felt a little funny in his heart, but he felt quite lucky.If he can save a person with a little bit of blood, it is really a good deal for him to have less blood.

He looked at the people around him, but he didn't see any blood containers on his body, and then he looked around, but still didn't see it.

"You, what are you looking for?" The crowd watched him look around, followed by a circle, but found nothing.There were some doubts in his heart, thinking that he was unwilling to save people with his own blood, and suddenly there was something in his heart, after all, Mo Bai had no obligation to do so.

People are willing to bleed to save people, it is their love, but if they are not willing to bleed to save people, it is also their duty. They can't force them to demand them... But after all, they are people and they are also a little anxious.

Mo Bai could see what they were thinking, but there was nothing to say. After all, at this time, the brothers and disciples around him were going to die. It would be a lie to calm down, so he also sympathized with them.

Mo Bai glanced at the disciple whose face was getting worse and worse, and his heart sank. It was all like this, but he couldn't delay it any longer.

Forget it, it doesn't matter if there is a multiplier, the big deal is to save more, eat more tonic and come back.

He smiled indifferently and asked, "Who has a knife, give me one."

People around him probably thought he was going to give up, but he didn't expect him to suddenly ask who had the knife, and they were all stunned for a while.

Mo Bai watched them staring at him in a daze, even if they didn't move, there was a fire in their heart. When this kind of artificial shutting down the sky, time is life, why should he be in a daze?Do you want to die?

"Hurry up, take out the knife as soon as you have it, or just wait for the kid to collect the body!"

His words were like thunder on the ground, blasting everyone's sanity back, and a group of people moved neatly to touch themselves, subconsciously touching them regardless of whether they had knives or not.

In the next second, several knives appeared, Mo Bai rolled the sleeve of his right hand to the center of his forearm.He grabbed the knife closest to his hand and slashed hard in his right hand.

"Don't put away the knives? I want to see blood every time I left with so many knives? I don't have so much blood to waste." While vomiting them, he dripped blood into the disciple's mouth.

The disciple had been unconscious, and his mouth was closed tightly. Most of the blood slid down from the corner of his mouth, completely falling down.

The fire in Mo Bai's heart felt as if he couldn't be suppressed anymore. These disciples usually looked very smart and sensible.Why at this critical moment, you are all standing there like a piece of wood, just like being tapped and pumping your soul. You really have to feed the rice to your mouth and ask you to chew it before eating?

"Someone, open his mouth for me."

"Eh…"

"I'm coming…"

"..."

When he said that, there were many people who came to help him. Finally, he was fed the blood smoothly, and the disciple's face finally turned from half-dead blue and white to less horrible.Although it was still a little pale, it was much better than before. Just now his breath was so weak that he was almost invisible. Now he can see that his chest rises and falls a lot, but he still hasn't woken up yet.

Seeing that he no longer needed blood, Mo Bai didn't waste anymore, pulling at the hem of his clothes, pulling a piece to bandage himself.

"I... shall I help you?" A disciple saw that his hands were awkward, and could not help but suggest that he hadn't fastened himself for a long time.

Mo Bai glanced at him strangely, but refused fiercely, "No need, I'll do it myself."

What kind of thing is it to let others see a man let another man bandage?

The man didn't insist, and he returned to his current position.

When he tied it up, the wound leaked through his clothes.

"Hey, who--" Mo Bai looked around and found that the disciple who just wanted to help him looked familiar.

The disciple looked at him blankly, a little nervous.

"You took a piece of your clothes to me, and it bleeds again." Mo Bai said and waved his hand.

That disciple probably just started, seeing his bloody face instantly turned pale, tremblingly, he cut a section from his clothes and handed it to him.

While Mo was tinkering, the disciple's voice came in his ears.

"Um... you have a deep wound, probably because you want to leave scars." There was even concern in the words.

"Man, what's the matter with leaving a scar?" Mo Bai shrugged indifferently, and the second bandaging was really smoother than the first.

Seeing that disciple still looked at his hand in horror.

"Have you never heard of it? The scar on the man's body is that man's medal." Mo Bai waved his hand, these young people naturally did not understand.

"This is for you. It's better to heal swords and guns." The man stuffed him a bottle of medicine.

"You take it, I don't need it." Mo Bai threw it back into the man's arms and walked towards the old man among them.

Chapter 648

"You all be careful, don't touch the water. Also stay away from the river, don't fall into it accidentally, you have all seen it, it becomes like this when he touches a little bit. Don't say you fall. Go in, let alone drink some blood. I guess it’s not enough to change your blood. I don’t have that much blood for you to drink, so pay attention to yourself. By the way, how many people are optimistic about that person, please report it as soon as possible." Mo Bai Halfway through, he stopped and turned back to tell them that these disciples are relatively young, and he is really afraid that they are not afraid of tigers when they are born, and he will not be able to save them.

"Yes."

"Yes." When the two people received his words, they moved the disciple farther away from the river.

The rest of the people looked at the disciples who were not yet awake, swallowed their saliva, and moved out with their feet.

Mo Bai is a little funny, these people are too scared to die...

"Thank you really." The old man's eyes were sharp, but at this moment he was kind of grateful, making Mo Bai a little embarrassed. In fact, he didn't think it was a big deal, but looking at the old man's appearance, it was not easy to discourage his enthusiasm.

"Why don't you? Look, this mutated horse is always going to be solved, let's talk about it." Mo Bai hurriedly changed the subject, whoever was looked at by such an old man would have a hairy heart.

"Do you have any ideas." The old man is also a person who has seen big winds and waves, and naturally knows that it will not work if it is dragged down like this. If this mutated horse is not solved, it is unknown whether the things behind them can go on smoothly.

"This thing can't be done by one person. The mutated horse is surprisingly powerful and requires several people to cooperate. Let me first ask their wishes." After all, once you decide to fight this horse, We must work together, without any distractions.Otherwise, he will work hard to solve it here, and someone behind it will be really irritating, so some things should be agreed in advance.

"Okay, it's up to you." The old man had a new understanding of him during the time he knew him, and he knew that he was a more reliable person, so he let him do it. If there is anything, then It depends on the situation.

"Yeah." Mo Bai turned around and turned to look at the group of young people. He suddenly felt a headache. Most of the young people were more impulsive. He was really afraid that they would mess around for a while and everyone would be in trouble.