"San Young Master, let's go."

Seeing Mo Yun leave, Junli hurriedly ran over.

"Well, go back." Lin Fan nodded.

Jun Li was stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He always felt that the Third Young Master was a little different.

But the specifics are different, but I can't tell you for a while.

After a long time, a word flashed through Junli's mind: Confidence!

That's right, it's confidence!

Jun Li was a little confused. He hadn't seen something like confidence in Lin Fan for a long time.

Why is the third young master who was still dead and decadent a few minutes ago different now?

Is it because of the senior just now?

When Jun Li thought of Mo Yun, he couldn't help but shivered.

Too powerful.

It was so powerful that he did not have the courage to resist.

How did such a strong man have an intersection with the Third Young Master?

Also, what did he say to the third young master?

Junli couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up in the end.

No matter what, it is a good thing for Lin Fan to be able to restore his confidence.

Although, at this time, the so-called confidence is useless.

"Jun Li, why are you standing there? You're leaving." Lin Fan's voice came.

"Okay, here we come." Jun Li came back to his senses and caught up with Lin Fan.

He found that Lin Fan seemed to have regained his former spirit, and his face was filled with a confident smile.

Seeing Lin Fan's appearance, Jun Li was even more surprised.

What has the Third Young Master experienced?

What Jun Li didn't know was that Lin Fan received Mo Yun's help and it would not take long for his whole body of qi and blood to recover.

By then, all the problems encountered now can be solved.

More importantly, he firmly believed that after this disaster, the beginning of his life.

"Mr. Mo Yun, thank you for giving me a new life. I remember your kindness."

Lin Fan clenched his fists, his face full of gratitude.

He didn't expect that Mo Yun could really help him and solve his cultivation problems.

For Lin Fan, such kindness is not an exaggeration to call it a recreational grace.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Mo Yun had such a magical secret method."

Thinking of this, Lin Fan felt more and more unfathomable.

After his physical problems, the family found many experts for him to see, but there was no effect and he had to give up in the end.

However, when it comes to Mo Yun, it is easily solved.

...

When Mo Yun returned home, he first put down his outfit and immediately poured himself a glass of water.

After drinking, he lay on the sofa to rest while thinking about when the masters of the Lin family would come to give him experience.

Although helping Lin Fan was rewarded with throwing garbage.

But he does get some benefits, too.

Mo Yun understood that it would probably take a few days for Lin Fan to send his masters to come here.

Either express gratitude, test, or both.

But no matter what, I will send someone here.

Moreover, the people sent will definitely not have low cultivation.

Giving experience or something is absolutely true!

The fact that he is a martial arts master is naturally impossible to hide from the Lin family.

After all, they all showed their strength in front of Junli and others.

As for the last word of confidentiality, Mo Yun refers to the beating of Old Man Tang.

"Okay, that's it, just wait now."

Mo Yun stretched, got up from the sofa, took the takeaway, and prepared to heat it up before eating.

Mo Yun is so hungry now that he can't help but feel a little more resentful about Wang Qian.

"No, I have to find something for this girl to do, so I can't let her bother me when I'm old."

But soon, Mo Yun laughed.

This time I went out, there was no benefit.

At least it has become much easier to attract strong people to their vicinity.

I needed Mo Yun to plan it before.

Now, just stay at home and wait.

It saves time and effort, it is simply too pleasant.

"Now I'll wait for Old Man Tang to break through to the Grandmaster realm, and it won't take long to reap a lot of experience."

"At that time, experts will definitely gather together, and we will definitely be able to burst out a few more clone fragments."

After the rice was heated up, Mo Yun turned on the phone and planned to watch some meal.

"Hey, the second season of Soul Street is out."

As soon as I opened the website, Mo Yun saw the push for the second season of Zhenhun Street.

"No, this is a good time to watch this first season, and now there is a new episode to follow."

Mo Yun happily clicked on the push, and watched the second season of Zhenhun Street while having a meal.

The so-called Soul-Suppressing Street is actually a place where the undead can suppress evil spirits.

Soul-Shenzhen Street is a world where humans and spirits coexist, but not everyone can enter Soul-Shenzhen Street. Only spirit-submitted people with guardian spirits can enter.

The heroine Xia Ling is an ordinary college intern. By chance, she entered the Soul-Shenzhen Street and the story unfolds.

The first season is quite good. Although the original comics have been deleted and modified, they are still above the standard and are worth watching.

Click to play, and it still starts with the content of the meal.

"Huh, is it pulsating again?"

Mo Yun remembered that the assassin Wu Liuqi seemed to be pulsating.

"Okay, let you be more appropriate."

It’s normal to have some meals or something, Mo Yun doesn’t mind much.

The meal was finished and the anime was finished.

Mo Yun found that it was still early and planned to watch the anime again.

Recently, he has watched a lot of Chinese comics and found that they are all quite interesting.

Two days ago, he got an anime called "The Monster List".

At first, Mo Yun felt it was a bit reluctant.

But as I watched it, I was about to finish the second season.

An hour later, Mo Yun saw the last episode - I was born and I was born, I have not changed, I am old.

This episode is a bit abusive.

...

East China Sea.

"You go, don't have to be with me."

Jiuer glanced at Feng Xi deeply, turned around and left, her steps firmly, as if she was not at all souvenirs.

However, only she knew that the moment she turned around, her eyes turned red.

Feng Xi sat in a wheelchair, looking at the sea calmly, not knowing what he was thinking.
To be continued...