Yan Fenglei took the disciples of Fenglei Sect away.

The other sects in Changtian City naturally followed closely behind.

However, although the person left, everyone was still incredible about everything Gu Mochen said.

Of course, Gu Mochen did not tell him, nor did he have any idea of ​​seeking credit in front of these people, telling them that they and grandpa might have saved the world.

He just told Yan Fenglei what Huang Pei could tell Yan Fenglei, but he concealed the details of his grandfather breaking the barrier, and just used an accidental luck as an excuse to explain the reason for the barrier to break.

Gu Mochen didn't want everyone to know that his grandfather was carrying a strong cultivation level. Based on his understanding of his grandfather, although Yuan warriors were not afraid of all the warriors in Changtian City, grandfather was most afraid of trouble and did not want anyone to disturb his quietness.

Although Huang Pei would definitely tell Yan Fenglei about his grandfather's cultivation level, it was only limited to Fenglei Sect. Yan Fenglei was not stupid enough to share this news with other forces. Even when he learned that his grandfather was a Yuan warrior who had a higher level of cultivation than his, Gu Mochen believed that with the old fox's cunning, he might even tease people from other forces to cause trouble for him, which would lead to a conflict with his grandfather.

In that case, he can reap the benefits of the fisherman and see the right time to solve the problem of his grandfather, or to help them in turn, so as to gain the friendship between their grandfather and grandson.

Unfortunately, Gu Mochen had already regarded Fenglei Sect as an imaginary enemy in his heart. If Yan Fenglei wanted to please him, he would have to be thankless.

As for what Yan Fenglei would do, Gu Mochen didn't take it too seriously. At this time, his mind was all on his grandfather. For grandfather, there were more things he was curious about.

As for other residents of the slums who witnessed grandpa slamming the ground with his own eyes, there were so many people. Gu Mochen could not guarantee that they would keep their mouths in a tight position and would not tell the scene they saw to other spies.

This is impossible, but thankfully, these people's cultivation is too low, and some of them are even ordinary people, far from Huang Pei's cultivation level and the eyesight he has cultivated in the major sects.

So in their opinion, there is actually no difference between Yuan and Ji martial artists. They are also existences that they need to look up to. In terms of momentum alone, they cannot tell who is stronger and who is weaker.

Things like aura are so mysterious. If you didn’t feel it personally, it would be impossible to know clearly where grandpa’s cultivation level was just by relying on a group of people with low cultivation levels.

After all, most of these people don’t even know the name Yuan Wushu, so how can they really describe it clearly?

Therefore, other sects at most know that grandpa is also a warrior, but it is impossible to know clearly where grandpa’s cultivation level is. This will make them suspicious.

After killing Fenglei Sect and others, Gu Mochen said goodbye to Boss Li and others one by one. After the other party thanked him for leaving, he and his grandfather were finally able to leave.

However, before returning home, my grandfather went to Boss Li's tavern and poured his wine pot ten percent. Then he returned to his simple home with Gu Mochen with satisfaction.

"grandfather……"

As soon as he entered the house, Gu Mochen closed the door with his backhand, and could no longer hold back his doubts, so he wanted to ask his grandfather, but when he had just spoken and looked at his grandfather, his expression suddenly changed.

"What's wrong with you grandpa?"

Gu Mochen rushed forward with a quick step, hurriedly supported Mr. Gu, then slowly helped him sit down, with an anxious expression and asked, "Are you injured just now?"

It's no wonder he was so nervous. As soon as he stepped into the house, Mr. Gu looked like he had become dozens of years older in an instant. He was already relatively thin, and at this time he looked even more skinny and bone-like, with a haggard and treacherous look.

With Gu Mochen's perception, he could easily feel that the aura in Mr. Gu's body was also extremely weak, as if he only had the last breath to hang his soul away from heaven.

"Senior Dragon God, Senior Dragon God!"

While taking care of his grandfather, Gu Mochen was also very anxious and called the Xuanlong God in his heart. At the same time, he even reached out to his arms and wanted to return the seven treasures to his grandfather's pill.

The medicinal power of the level seven pill is extraordinary. As long as my grandfather is still breathing, he will definitely be able to recover after taking this pill.

But before the Xuanlong God could respond, Gu Mochen's hand had not yet been taken out of his arms, but Old Master Gu spoke gently and said weakly: "Wine..."

Are you almost dead still thinking about drinking?

At this moment, Gu Mochen felt anger in his heart. He could not bear it anymore for his grandfather to care about his body so unwilling to take care of his grandfather.

But so what?

Facing his grandfather who is in danger of life, can he not be angry at the other party?

But after this sip of strong wine, Gu Mochen was afraid that his grandfather would not be able to do anything at all, so he just...

"Give him a drink!"

But he didn't expect that at this moment, the Xuanlong God who was one step late to respond was yelling in Gu Mochen's mind: "You still want your grandfather to survive, so hurry up and drink him!"

Hearing the Xuanlong God's voice extremely anxious, Gu Mochen was just a little stunned. He immediately unscrewed the wine pot for his grandfather without hesitation, then put the mouth of the pot to his grandfather's mouth, and carefully fed him a small mouthful.

Gu Mochen can already choose to trust the words of the Xuanlong God. Since the Xuanlong God said this, it must be his reason.

"Senior Dragon God, what's going on?"

However, while feeding wine, Gu Mochen couldn't help asking Xuanlong God.

"I'll let him tell you by himself."

Xuanlong God's tone became calmer, but he refused to answer Gu Mochen's question.

"Grandpa told me by himself?"

Gu Mochen was stunned again. Looking at his grandfather's appearance, even breathing seemed difficult. How could he tell himself?

But as he was thinking about this, his eyebrows suddenly jumped, and the powerful perception of the Dragon Warrior instantly captured the changes in his grandfather's aura.

The extremely weak aura just now was climbing up at an extremely terrifying level after taking a sip of wine. Not long after, although it was not as heavy as the grandfather's palm in his qi, he no longer looked like a dying person.

"Grandpa, you..."

He looked down and saw that the weak and weak grandfather leaning against him had recovered. He no longer looked like he was about to be idled, but returned to his usual appearance.

Really good?

Gu Mochen blinked his eyes and just a sip of wine, it turned out to be my grandfather's life-saving pill?
Chapter completed!