A dazzling light flashed.
This was the reflection of the dagger.
Wu Xie and Ah Ning closed their eyes subconsciously.
When he opened his eyes again.
The figure in front of them had already turned around.
The person who rushed over at this critical moment was not anyone else.
It was Zhang Mo.
"Zhang... Mr. Zhang Mo?"
"You... You didn't die?"
When Ah Ning and Wu Xie saw Zhang Mo standing in front of them completely unharmed, their faces were filled with shock and horror.
Shouldn't Zhang Mo have been attacked by so many Corpse Turtle Kings on the ancient ship and died? Why was he here?
"Am I dead? That's not right. It shouldn't be so fast. I don't feel anything either.”
Wu Xie muttered to herself.
Then, he reached out and pinched himself.
"It hurts!"
He shouted to confirm that he was not dead.
In that case...
The Zhang Mo in front of him was also a living person.
However, how did he survive so many Corpse Turtle Kings?
After recovering from her shock, Wu Xie looked at Zhang Mo in confusion, unable to think of an answer.
As for Ah Ning.
He was much more excited than Wu Xie.
She was usually able to remain calm about everything. When she saw Zhang Mo appear in front of her in one piece, she could no longer hold back her emotions.
"Zhang Mo…Zhang Mo…I thought you were dead!"
Ah Ning's words were stuttering and her eyes were already filled with tears.
She threw herself onto Zhang Mo and hugged him as she wailed.
Just now.
She was still upset over Zhang Mo's death.
But now…
Zhang Mo had actually appeared in front of him as if nothing had happened.
Zhang Mo looked at Ah Ning, who was crying in his arms.
He reached out and patted her back gently.
"Don't cry. I'm fine."
Zhang Mo's tone was a little gentler than usual.
This was because he could clearly feel how worried and concerned Ah Ning was for him.
Wu Xie rubbed her hands and stood at the side in a daze.
He was a little embarrassed now.
He really wanted to ask how Zhang Mo managed to survive the siege of so many Corpse Turtle Kings.
However, the atmosphere between Zhang Mo and Ah Ning was very tense.
It made him feel like a third wheel.
A Ning vented her emotions in Zhang Mo's arms.
Only then did he realize that he had lost his composure.
She quickly broke free from Zhang Mo's embrace and wiped the tears from her eyes with both hands.
A blush appeared on Ah Ning's fair cheeks.
Her heart was beating fast.
When she was in Zhang Mo's arms.
He felt an unprecedented sense of security.
Peaceful and steady, even if the mountain collapsed in front of her, she would not be afraid of her expression changing.
"It's good that you're fine. I thought you had an accident.”
A Ning looked at Zhang Mo and said.
She explained her actions and eased the awkward atmosphere.
"Yes."
Zhang Mo nodded and returned the dagger to Ah Ning.
At this moment.
Only then did Ah Ning and Wu Xie realize.
There was a corpse of a dead Corpse Turtle King on the ground.
It had already been cut in half.
"This... Mr. Zhang Mo, did you make this?"
Wu Xie crouched down to examine the corpse of the Corpse Turtle King.
Then, he raised his head and asked in surprise.
"Yes."
Zhang Mo nodded. He didn't take such a small matter to heart at all.
Wu Xie gasped.
The corpse of the Corpse Turtle King was cut into two.
It wasn't anything particularly outrageous.
In Wu Xie's understanding.
Zhang Qilin could do this too.
However, it was able to split this Corpse Turtle King in half from head to toe.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
Wu Xie did not think that anyone in this world could do it.
But Zhang Mo did it.
Moreover, his answer seemed to be indifferent to this kind of thing, as if it was a casual and ordinary thing.
One had to know.
The little brother was using an indestructible black gold ancient knife that could cut through iron like mud.
Zhang Mo was using a standard dagger that he had casually taken from A Ning.
In other words.
Zhang Mo's saber technique.
He was definitely a few grades higher than Little Brother.
"So powerful!"
Wu Xie looked at Zhang Mo with admiration and respect.
This was the third time he had been saved by Zhang Mo.
In Wu Xie's heart, there was nothing but respect for Zhang Mo.
The only thing left was gratitude.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang Mo, for saving my life!”
Wu Xie said sincerely.
Zhang Mo nodded lightly in response.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang Mo!"
A Ning also thanked Zhang Mo.
She had already calmed down and returned to her usual calm self, Ah Ning.
Before Zhang Mo could respond, Ah Ning and Wu Xie noticed that his expression had darkened.
"Here it comes again!"
Zhang Mo said.
Again?
What happened again?
Wu Xie and Ah Ning looked at each other, not understanding what Zhang Mo meant.
But when they looked up.
He immediately understood.
Not far away in the sky, a large cloud of blood mist floated over!
There were even more Corpse Turtle Kings than before!
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