Asking About Longevity Chapter 148

Chapter 148 Golden Armor (1st update)

Kui Mulang, who had cheated his death, opened his eyes.

 The blood in its body became thicker again, and its demonic power began to operate.

The big man who was a demon hunter with his back to Kuimulang suddenly felt a chill behind him and quickly dodged to one side.

 He dodged it, but not completely.

Kuimulang's sharp claw fell from his left side, tearing a **** mark on his arm. The light green demonic power followed the wound and seeped into his meridians, making his arm numb and blood flowing uncontrollably.

 The big man broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

Kui Mulang's eyes were fierce, and his second claw ripped off his head.

 “Can't hide!”

 The big man was injured, and the demonic power eroded the wound. He moved slowly, and his eyes could not help but reveal despair.

At this moment, Mo Shan suddenly appeared and kicked the big man away, saving him.

Kui Mulang's claw failed again.

 After the big man landed, he felt the burning pain where Mo Shan had kicked him, and his blood was boiling.

Knowing that Mo Shan was trying to save him, he didn't hold back and kicked him hard.

This kick indeed saved him.

 But the pain is really painful.

 The big man couldn't help but said: "Mo Shan, you..."

 When he raised his head, his face changed wildly, because Kuimu Lang's sharp claws were raised high, and the target was Mo Shan.

Mo Shan kicked him but he still couldn't take it back. At this time, there was no way to avoid it.

 “Mo Shan!” the big man said anxiously.

Mo Shan frowned, but he didn't look panicked. He expected all this.

 He saves the big man, but will expose his flaws and be attacked by Kuimulang.

 But he had estimated the wolf demon's attack. Kuimu Lang's claw, from top to bottom, could only hurt his back, and it would not be fatal.

 He was slightly injured, but it was still worth it to save his brother's life.

 Others in the demon hunting team also saw this scene, but their physical skills were not as good as Mo Shan's. Even if they rushed over, they were still one step behind.

You can only watch helplessly as Kuimulang's demonic claws carry the fishy wind and tear Mo Shan's back.

 But then they were all dumbfounded.

The wolf claws of Kuimu Wolf did not tear the flesh, skin, or even the vine armor.

A pale golden light flashed on the rattan armor, blocking Kuimulang's claw.

Mo Shan was knocked away by this claw and spit out a mouthful of blood after landing. However, there were no wounds and he would not be eroded by the demonic power. He was only affected by the force of the demonic beast, so it was not a big problem.

But this is a late-stage first-grade monster, how come there are no wounds?

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then came to their senses and remembered that now was not the time to think about this.

Thinking that just now Dahan and Mo Shan were in a dangerous situation and their lives were hanging by a thread, and they hated this evil beast for cheating their lives.

 A group of demon hunters raised their knives and hacked Kuimu Lang to death.

Mo Shan wanted to stop him, but it was too late, so he could only sigh silently:

 Come on, the fur is gone now.

When everyone peeled off the Kuimu Wolf Demon's fur, it turned out that it was in tatters, like a tattered piece of cloth, and no intact piece could be found.

Mo Shan sighed again.

They couldn't stay in the inner mountain for long, so they packed up Kuimulang's body and withdrew from the inner mountain, preparing to rest temporarily at a camp in the outer mountain.

The big man who was a demon hunter on the road felt a faint pain from his wound, and he couldn't help but curse:

“Damn it, these monsters have different ways of pretending to die. I made a mistake. I was really careless.”

 A demon hunter said: "Okay, you are lucky this time. Without Brother Mo, your life would have been lost."

 The big man thanked Mo Shan and said, "Thank you very much, brother."

Mo Shan waved his hand, "We all fight side by side, no need to be polite."

Since we are in the same demon hunting team and we are all brothers who have been through life and death, it is only natural that you save me today and I will save you tomorrow.

 The big man no longer talks politely.

 But as he walked, he glanced at the vine armor on Mo Shan's body, and still couldn't help but said:

“I asked, what are you made of, and why is it so hard?”

In the later period, the monster and beast in the later period failed to tear the mouth on one paw.

Hearing this, other demon hunters also looked over.

This is the first time for them to see such a hard rattan armor.

Mo Shan frowned, "It should be the rattan armor mixed with refined iron..."

“Impossible,” the big man shook his head. “If that's the case, I'll eat my cane armor.”

A demon hunter approached Mo Shan, looked at the vine armor on Mo Shan's body, touched it with his hand, identified the material, and said to the big man: "You can eat it now, it's fine iron mixed with the vine armor." "

The big man said: "Fart! Isn't my rattan armor also mixed with fine iron? If it is caught by a monster, it will turn into a rattan."

 Other demon hunters laughed and said, "What you bought is probably a fake."

“What you mixed with it is not refined iron, it should be sand.”

 “You fart!” The big man's face turned red.

Mo Shan couldn't help but smile.

But he also wanted to know why this pair of rattan armor was so hard.

“Could it be that Hua'er drew some formation in it?”

Moshan thought in his mind.

 After walking for half an hour, we finally arrived at the camp.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, and the big man collapsed on the ground. He took out one of the elixirs, crushed several others, sprinkled them on the wound, and then wrapped it with a cloth.

 The big man sighed: "I will disturb Mr. Feng again when I go back."

　　"Just be content. If it weren't for Mo Shan's kick, if you tried to disturb Mr. Feng, you would probably be dead."

The big man couldn't help but shudder when he thought of Kui Mulang's claws glowing with green light just now.

That claw scratched his head, but it would have killed him.

Thinking of this, the big man felt grateful again. He took out his storage bag and threw it to Mo Shan:

 “Old Mo, I'll treat you to a drink.”

"Come on, are you inviting Mo Shan to drink? Do you want him to treat you to meat?"

The big man kicked the demon hunter and said, "You're the only one who talks a lot of shit. If you have the ability, don't take it!"

“Whether I eat or not is none of your business!”

The two of them started to quarrel.

Mo Shan couldn't help but shook his head.

Every time he goes into the mountains, Liu Ruhua will ask him to bring some dry food and beef. If he eats well himself, he can also share some with other monster hunters.

Moshan took out the beef and distributed it to everyone, and also distributed a few bottles of wine in the big man's storage bag.

Several other demon hunters also took out their storage bags.

 There are wild fruits, dry food, snacks, and some other flavors of wine.

 Everyone had food and drink, and the camp became lively.

Mo Shan ate a few pieces of meat, took a sip of wine, and took off his vine armor. Thinking of something, he couldn't help but take it apart and take a look.

Several other demon hunters also moved their heads over.

 “It's a formation!”

 “What formation?”

"how could I know?"

 A demon hunter looked up at Mo Shan and asked, "What formation?"

Mo Shan shook his head.

 “You don't know what your son painted?”

“My son painted it, not me. How do I know?”

The big man was envious and jealous, and said: "Lao Mo, before your son was born, did you worship any immortals? I will worship him too. Maybe my son will be just as smart."

“Forget it, you are not smart yourself, how can you expect your son to be smart?”

 “How will you know if you don't try?”

“This formation is not an iron armor formation, right?” said a demon hunter.

 “Sure, it's obviously much more complicated.”

Everyone looked through the light of the camp and saw the formations painted on the vine armor. The handwriting was complicated, the formations were mysterious, and they glowed with a faint golden color. It was not simple at first glance.

Everyone looked at the rattan armor again. Not only was the formation good, but a lot of thought was put into the workmanship of the rattan armor.

 Thinking that this was given to him by Mo Shan's son, everyone felt a little sour in their hearts.

 At this moment, Mo Shan suddenly said: "Not good!"

 Other demon hunters also looked nervous, "What's wrong?"

Mo Shan touched the vine armor and said with some distress:

 “There are scratches.”

 All the demon hunters looked at him silently, speechless for a long time.

  Thanks for the frivolous tip~

 (End of this chapter)

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