Back on the seat, the two of them were not very happy at this time. They poured a glass of wine and drank it all in one go. After drinking, Huang Lang said, "Brother, don't you know what your name is?"

Mo Ran couldn't help but blush and cursed himself as if he was confused. Huang Lang treated himself as a brother, but he had not told others his name yet, so he was just confused. It was simply unreasonable. Fortunately, Huang Lang's expression had not changed much. If this were placed on another person, he would definitely doubt his sincerity.

Thinking of this, Mo Ran took the initiative to stand up, bowed deeply to Huang Lang, and said, "It was my brother who took the liberty. I was excited just now and forgot to tell my elder brother yet. I have seen him."

After bowing, Mo Ran slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing a pretty face, grinning slightly upward, and smiled embarrassedly: "I have always been disliked to cause trouble, so I made this mask and replaced it with another face, and used the pseudonym Liu Ran to facilitate practice. I haven't explained it clearly before, I hope my brother won't be surprised. Haha."

Seeing another face hidden under the mask, Huang Lang couldn't help but be stunned, and then he smiled silly and said, "Defenselessly, it's not easy to practice outside. Brother is also for his own convenience. But I really didn't expect that my brother is such a careful person. Seeing that his brother is so young, I guess he is not old, right?"

Mo Ran nodded slightly: "I'm eleven years old soon."

"Eleven years old? I wonder what level has my brother reached now?" Huang Lang couldn't believe it when he heard Mo Ran's words. He practiced himself at the age of eleven, which was much better than him. Moreover, this brother seemed to be very strong.

Mo Ran thought for a while and replied, "Haha, my strength is very low, I am just a level 4 innate warrior, and I should not be as good as my elder brother."

"Puff" Just as he put a glass of wine into his mouth, before he could swallow it, Huang Lang heard Mo Ran's answer and was immediately shocked by this sentence and sprayed it all out.

"What did you say?" Huang Lang didn't even wipe the remaining wine stains on his mouth. He subconsciously stood up and grabbed Mo Ran's shoulder and asked loudly.

After asking this, Huang Lang realized that his behavior was a bit out of control. He calmed down and slowly sat down. However, his big eyes were staring at Mo Ran in a flash, looking like he didn't believe it, and asked tremblingly: "You just said you were a level 4 innate warrior?"

Mo Ran smiled and nodded.

"Gulu~" Huang Lang swallowed his saliva, looking at Mo Ran as if he was looking at a monster.

Looking at the sworn brother's dull expression, Mo Ran Bubu's excited smiled bitterly. Fang Tang also had the same expression when he saw him before. Can the achievements of his cultivation in the deep valley really be so shocking?

Huang Lang underestimated Mo Ran, and Mo Ran also underestimated himself. You must know that he became a level 4 innate warrior from an ordinary person who had no internal energy in less than four months. This is something Huang Lang didn't know. If he had known this, Huang Lang's expression would probably be ten times more exaggerated than before.

Fortunately, Huang Lang has also seen many people in the world. After only a while, Huang Lang recovered from the shock, took a deep breath, and sighed: "Oh, I didn't expect that my brother actually has such an amazing talent for cultivation. If I had half of my brother's talent, that would be great. Brother, I am twenty-two years old today, and I am only a san-level martial arts guard. I don't think it will take long for my brother to surpass me and become a real strong man on the mainland."

Feeling the helplessness in Huang Lang's tone, Mo Ran could vaguely see that something seemed to have happened to Huang Lang, but Mo Ran was not a good person. He did not ask too much, but just comforted him softly: "Brother, don't have to do this, I'm just lucky for a moment. I've seized certain opportunities to do this, and I don't have to say so badly."

"Haha, brother, don't persuade me. I'm not an arrogant person. I don't know how much I have?" Huang Lang heard the consolation in Mo Ran's words, and felt a little moved. He even understood that his brother had heard the helplessness in his words, and he sighed in his secretly with no excitement.

"Oh, by the way." At this time, Huang Lang suddenly took out a crystal coin and placed it in front of Mo Ran, and said, "Then, I will give this crystal coin to you, and the scroll will be regarded as a gift for my brother to meet."

"This is not possible. I have already made money, so how can I still recover this crystal coin?"

After hearing Mo Ran's words, Huang Lang seemed very unhappy, suddenly raised his face, pretended to be very angry, and said, "If you ask me to hold it, Is the kind of person who wants brothers' money?"

Through short communication, Mo Ran also found out about Huang Lang's character. It seemed that Huang Lang would definitely not give up if he didn't accept this crystal coin. In desperation, Mo Ran could only nod to Huang Lang gratefully and said, "Since that's the case, I'll accept it."

Seeing that Mo Ran was not too pretentious, Huang Lang nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, Mo Ran gently slid across the ethereal ring with his hand, and a red fruit appeared in his palm. In an instant, the special fruit fragrance emitted by the red fruit was everywhere in the box. Slowly, Mo Ran handed the red fruit in his hand to Huang Lang and said, "Brother, this is my little intention, I hope my brother will not refuse."

The moment Mo Ran took out the fruit, Huang Lang saw his actions. When a ray of light appeared on Mo Ran's finger, Huang Lang was slightly surprised. It was the light emitted by the space storage container. There was only one space storage container on the Brave Continent. People called this thing: Spirit Ring.

Huang Lang was very familiar with this special light because he also had a spiritual ring, which was obtained by chance. In order to get this spiritual ring, he was also seriously injured. He knew the value of the spiritual ring. On the mainland, there were not many strong people with spiritual rings, but not many, because creating spiritual rings requires very expensive materials and special manufacturing techniques, and they are not made by ordinary forces at will. On the market, spiritual rings are almost measured in units of tens of thousands of gold coins.

It seems that he underestimated his sworn brother. Being able to possess a spiritual ring can show that there should be extraordinary power behind him. But Mo Ran surprised him in just a short moment. When the fruit fragrance of the red fruit filled the entire room, Huang Lang's expression almost solidified. Although Huang Lang had never seen the red fruit, judging from the rich aroma emitted by the red fruit in front of him, the value of this fruit is probably much higher than that of the spiritual ring.

"What... what is this?" Huang Lang widened his eyes, stared at Zhu Guo in Mo Ran's hand, and asked in surprise.

"This is Zhu Guo. Taking it when people below the martial arts level is exhausted can instantly recover the internal energy." Mo Ran explained to Huang Lang.

"Recover instantly?" Huang Lang was stunned again. Although Mo Ran said it easily, Huang Lang understood that the value of this Zhuguo was definitely much more precious than that he gave to Mo Ran. Although he didn't know what the scroll was, because of this, no one could estimate its true value. On the contrary, this Zhuguo is different. If he took it when his life was at stake, it would be equivalent to giving himself a chance to survive.

"No, I can't ask for this, this is too precious." Huang Lang's head shook like a wave drum.

"Brother, since we are brothers, we won't distinguish you and me. Besides, this is just a fruit, and can we compare with our relationship?"

No matter how Mo Ran persuaded him, Huang Lang refused to accept Zhu Guo. The two of them pushed each other and grinded for a long time. Finally, Mo Ran became anxious and said with an unhappy expression: "Brother, if you don't accept Zhu Guo, then I won't have the shame to ask for your scroll." As he said that, Mo Ran placed the scroll on the table and turned his head away in anger.

"Oh, then okay, I thank you brother." Looking at Mo Ran's behavior, Huang Lang sighed softly, knowing that if he didn't accept it, Mo Ran would definitely not take it back. In desperation, Huang Lang could only reluctantly accept Zhu Guo.

"It smells so good."

"What's so fragrant?"

Just when Huang Lang took over the Zhuguo, the restaurant suddenly became irritated upstairs and downstairs. Some people who were eating in the restaurant smelled the strange fragrance emitted by Zhuguo and searched everywhere for the source of the fragrance.

"No." Hearing the commotion of the crowd outside the box, Huang Lang reacted immediately, flipped his palm and quickly put Zhu Guo into his spiritual ring. Then, without stopping, he took out five gold coins and threw them on the table, grabbed Mo Ran's hand, pulled Mo Ran and ran outside the box.

At this time, Mo Ran also came to his senses and immediately understood what was going on. He cursed himself secretly, and blamed him for his carelessness. He took out Zhu Guo casually in the crowd of people in the hall. Unexpectedly, the special fragrance of Zhu Guo would cause such a big commotion.

Just as Mo Ran was secretly blaming himself, Huang Lang had already taken him out of the private room, but he did not run outside the restaurant. After running out of the private room, Huang Lang quickly glanced around and found that there was no one around. He took Mo Ran into another private room not far away, entered inside and closed the door quickly, then stood his fingers up, stood on his lips, and gestured to Mo Ran to silence, then attached his ear to the door, and quietly listened to the movement outside.

Sure enough, without Huang Lang's expectations, not long after, several messy footsteps came from far and near, and the sound stopped shortly after passing through the private room where the two of them were hiding.

Mo Ran looked at Huang Lang calmly, and the latter shook his head at him. At this time, they had tried their best to restrain their internal energy to the extreme, for fear that others would discover their existence.

Maybe the people outside came to the private room before the two of them found nothing, and the footsteps went from near to far, and gradually they could no longer hear them. After a while, Huang Lang felt that there seemed to be no one outside, so he carefully opened the door, walked out calmly, looked around the corridors on the left and right, and found that it was safe. Then he waved his hand to Mo Ran inside. Mo Ran understood and brought his mask on, and then followed Huang Lang slowly out of Guanghe Restaurant.
Chapter completed!