It is precisely because of this that the hapless boy was brought to the discussion hall by the middle-aged man.
"Mr. Murong, are there any questions?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Nothing." Murong Haitang shook his head and said, "The Coke of Origin Mall is aid at non-fatal injuries. This little guy's life is not serious, and the effect is definitely not affected."
"That's naturally better." The middle-aged man nodded.
"You pour Coke down for him." Murong Haitang stopped the few people who were carrying the boy in.
"Just...infuse it?" They still couldn't believe it.
Is there really nothing wrong with such a simple and rude way?
"Yes." Murong Haitang nodded.
Several people looked at each other and sat up as Murong Haitang said.
They are just executors anyway, and if sothing happens, it has nothing to do with them.
Besides, Lord Dean is here!
And there are so many ntors.
Even if sothing really goes wrong with this little guy, it won't be a problem...
Everyone stared closely, for fear of missing sothing.
The process of pouring the Coke was smooth, without any accidents.
"Why hasn't there been any movent?" Soone asked in confusion.
Yin Luo, a mysterious and mysterious aura appeared on the boy's body.
His pale complexion turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his malaise quickly recovered.
In just a few breaths, he couldn't see the slightest injury.
However, since his body was wrapped in bandages, he couldn't see how his injuries recovered.
Suddenly, the boy's eyelids trembled, and then slowly opened.
His eyes were a little dazed.
After seeing the environnt he was in, the dazed disappeared quickly, turning into a look of bewildernt.
who am I?
where am I?
What am i doing?
"Mo Chen, do you know that you are wrong?" A flat voice sounded from the side, and the middle-aged man looked cold.
"I have seen Dean Baili!" The young man nad Mo Chen trembles when he hears the sound, his face is bitter, "The student knows it is wrong."
It seems that he already understands what happened.
The middle-aged man is also the dean of the court, nad Baili Wenshu.
Although the na sounds gentle, but among these students, it is no less than a scourge.
"Wen Shu, I'll talk about this later." Fan Chengtian smiled gently, and then looked at Mo Chen, "Little guy, how is your injury now?"
Mo Chen touched his chest subconsciously, his face suddenly surprised.
"Huh? It seems all right?"
The spiritual power ran, and there was a slight shock, and the bandage broke, exposing the skin below.
There is no sign of injury at all!
Everyone's complexion changed slightly.
This effect is really outrageous...
"Well, you leave first." Bailiwenshu said flatly.
Mo Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes."
Then respectfully left the eting hall.
After a short mont of silence, there was a shocking uproar.
"I didn't read it wrong, right? Just a few breaths, not only did the injury recover, but it didn't even leave a scar?"
"Moreover, the cultivation realm hasn't been affected in the slightest. Look at that kid, he was alive and kicking when he left. Where can I tell you the slightest injury?"
"Origin Mall, Origin... Originally I thought I was bold enough to na Origin, but now it seems that I am ignorant..."
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