Chapter 52

Because the line of sight was blocked by the desk, Wen Xiaoai couldn't see who came in.

But Wen Xiaoai didn't need to look at the voice and the smell of alcohol to know who it was.

It was the alcoholic who said at first that she was hopeless and wanted to kill her, and then begged Jun Moyan for two days, but actually wanted to arrest her for research.

This Jun Moyan looks quite normal, why are he surrounded by...unintelligible friends.

One avoids her when he sees her, dressed in white like a ghost;

An annoyed, bad-mouthing, and indiscriminately named person;

There is also a drunkard who fell into the wine tank but dared to fight for his life with Hades...

In such a comparison, it seems that Xiaocha and Tsing Yi are the most normal ones.

Jun Moyan put Wen Xiaoai on the desk, got up and came to the sofa,

Sitting down on the sofa, he glanced at the alcoholic who seemed to be asleep.

Then he directly unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt and kicked the drunkard.

The drunkard reluctantly opened his eyes and skimmed away.

Ben was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. When he saw Jun Moyan with most of his shoulders exposed, he was stunned for a while, and then looked at him with strange eyes:

"Why, act like Tsing Yi's face is seducing me."

As the drunkard said, he immediately closed the collar he had just torn off:

"You came to me to take off your clothes for me to see? I don't like this."

"..." Jun Moyan's eyes were slightly cold, and his face darkened.

Tsing Yi was first rendered speechless by the drunkard, but was soon shocked by Jun Moyan's wound:

"Third Young Master, you, your injury...how did you recover so quickly?"

Although I didn't see how serious Jun Moyan's injury was, it was definitely not serious.

Even if it's a minor injury, it's only been a day and two nights, and it's impossible to recover so quickly.

"I came here to let you see if there is anything wrong with my body." Jun Moyan looked at the nervous alcoholic.

When he woke up this morning, he was amazed at how quickly the wound healed.

At this rate, the wound that would take a month to heal completely will heal in about a week.

And he also found that the old scars on his body seemed to be getting lighter and lighter.

And last night, after he and the crow looked at each other, he was obviously seriously injured. He thought he would be dizzy when he woke up today, but he didn't.

Wen Xiaoai, who heard their conversation, looked at the wound on Jun Moyan's left shoulder.

I thought to myself, looking at Jun Moyan's puzzled look, I think he healed at the same speed as ordinary people when he was injured before.

But this time, it was obviously different.

Heal faster?

But there is a strange energy in him that can help people heal injuries, replenish people's vitality, and even restore inner alchemy.

She was still wondering if the energy in him could be used by her.

Now it seems that it was not possible before, but now... not necessarily.

But why is it suddenly available?

Is it about her?

No way, she lost all her mana, so she couldn't do anything to him at all, and she still had to rely on his energy to heal her wounds.

Could it be that some kind of charm has been strengthened on him? Now that the spell is gone, the energy is released, so I can use it?

It would not be surprising if this matter were placed in the other six realms,

But this is the human world, and Jun Moyan is a human being. Although he sometimes looks more terrifying than Hades and Hades, he is still a human being.

Wen Xiaoai didn't understand either.

The drunkard raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up with interest, approached Jun Moyan, and poked his wound with a finger that was prettier than a woman.

"Is this... really the injury you got the night before yesterday?" The drunkard asked.

"En." Jun Moyan replied affirmatively.