Gen Ci turned his head and looked at Lin Mao, cupped his hands and said, "This time, it is Bai Gulu Mountain that has dragged down Deputy Hall Master Lin. I will ask Deputy Hall Master Lin to walk the rest of the way for the three of us."
Luo Dan said: "If you don't leave? Then won't White Calabash Mountain completely bury history?"
“It’s not well-known to begin with, so it doesn’t matter whether it’s buried or not.”
Lin Mao said nothing, turned around and walked forward. After walking only a few dozen meters, he suddenly fell back in front of the three of them.
Luo Dan asked in surprise: "Why is Deputy Hall Master Lin back?"
"That's right." Genci was also surprised.
Lin Mao fluttered his sleeves and hurried in front of him, put his hands on his hips and said, "Although I, Lin Mao, am not a good person, I have never done anything good in my life.
But this time, I'm not leaving. "
Luo Dan suddenly smiled and said: "That's fine, I won't be lonely on the road then."
No matter what the reason for his turning back, at least he stayed and faced it with everyone.
Said: "I heard you shouting to leave. It seems that you know who is coming. Have you ever fought?"
Lin Mao looked around and pointed to the bottom of a big tree: "Let's go sit there.
If you are going to die, you have to rest enough before you have the strength to go on the road. "
"Yeah." Luo Dan nodded, and he and Gen Ci helped Hu Xihe over. Before the demonic soldiers came after him, he quickly used Qigong to heal his injuries.
On the other side, Zhao Hongzhuang solved the crisis of Yu Suer and Hua Zhongying, and asked the magic soldiers to take them back to the camp first. He went alone and chased four people.
She has this capital, so even if she walks alone in the forest, she doesn't have the slightest worry on her face.
When she found the four of them, she left Lin Mao alone. Lin Mao was anxious, secretly wondering if Zhao Hongzhuang wanted to settle old accounts with him?
Asked: "What do you want to do?"
Zhao Hongzhuang smiled, and there was a soft couch behind her, and she was lying on her side so gracefully: "Don't worry, I promised someone that I will give your life to her.
So, whatever did you do today? I will give you a way to survive. "
"That's nice to say, Lin Mao feels mediocre, and now he's even more lonely. What else is there for you to spare, Demon?" Lin Mao's face looked aggrieved because of anger, but in his heart, he suddenly calmed down.
It is not difficult to understand what Zhao Hongzhuang said. To put it simply, Lin Mao's life was already listed in someone else's ledger. To him, this knowledge was like a thunder in the clear sky.
No matter who is alive, he doesn't want to live well and have others worry about his life all the time. Moreover, you still don’t know who this person is?
Like a poisonous snake in the dark, how can one feel at ease?
The smile with red makeup is most of the time gentle and affectionate, occasionally mixed with a little bit of charm. But the gentler her smile became, the creepier she became.
But she said softly: "Whether it's worth it or not is not up to you. Since I agreed to her, I have no regrets."
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly turned chilly.
Except for Lin Mao, Gen Ci and Luo Dan fought against the Xihe River, their lives hanging by a thread in the blink of an eye.
Outside the White Gourd Mountain, Xiao Laosi finally arrived with his people, but at this time, the White Gourd Mountain was blocked by someone.
He ordered people to try it several times, and also tried it himself, but was mercilessly blocked every time.
"How could this happen?"
He also knew that the two of them, Ying Yusu'er in the Flower, were not so powerful.
Mo Ruyuan's eyes darkened, and he said impatiently: "Get out of the way, everyone, step back."
After saying that, he raised his hand and flipped the inkstone up to the sky. The thick ink inside flowed out, turning into mist and rain and invading the barrier.
Then, he put away the inkstone, flicked his sleeves with both hands and suddenly felt an unpredictable force, and brought Xiao Laosi and others into the White Gourd Mountain.
Unfortunately, the people from the Sizheng Alliance arrived a step late. When they arrived, Mo Ruyuan and others happened to go in and were staggered. I had no choice but to wait outside.
Entering Bai Hulu Mountain, Mo Ruyuan and Xiao Laosi immediately felt something strange. Immediately, he turned into a shooting star and flew deep into the forest.
Zeng Sanyuan didn't know when it happened, so he ordered everyone to follow carefully. Not long after, they met the demon soldiers.
The two sides started fighting fiercely, and Baihushan's shouts shook the sky for a while.
On the other hand, Gen Ci and others had already been prepared to die, just waiting for the red makeup to take action.
Unexpectedly, just as they were about to take action, Mo Ruyuan and others suddenly arrived, and he glanced sideways and said, "It's interesting. You can break my barrier. It shows that you have entered the main gate in your cultivation."
Of course, she obviously meant this to Mo Ruyuan.
Mo Ruyuan glanced at Xiao Laosi and asked him to take the person away quickly.
Xiao Laosi understood and Zhao Hongzhuang did not stop him, saying: "Young men and heroes are not that easy to be.
You want to save them, how long can you last? "
"you guess."
"Are the younger generations of Chunqiu Hanmo so ignorant now?"
"shut up."
Mo Ruyuan went to Meishan angrily. What he hated most in his life was when someone spoke up and shut up, making him look like a dwarf.
After applying the red makeup, she stretched out her jade-like fingers and gently slid the black hair down. Suddenly, his eyes slightly opened and he said: "For Chunqiu Hanmo's sake, I will give you a chance.
Don't let it spread out and say that I use the big to bully the small.
Three breaths, if you can accept the move from me, I will give you one stick of incense to escape. "
Otherwise, die.
Mo Ruyuan's heart sank. At first glance, the conditions seemed to be favorable and harmless to them. In fact, the other party saw the depth of his cultivation.
Three breaths are not long, but there is a huge gap in cultivation. One breath is like a chasm, let alone three breaths.
So, he remained silent.
Zhao Hongzhuang raised her eyebrows contemptuously and said, "What? Don't you dare?
If so, I will kill you, and Chunqiu Hanmo will die without complaining.
No matter who, I gave you a chance. "
"Okay, just three breaths. How do you want to seal the move?" Mo Ruyuan suddenly raised his eyes and met her gaze.
But her eyes were so beautiful that nothing could be found under the ripples of water.
She lay down on her back with a red makeup, pulled out a hairpin from her head, put it in front of her eyes and looked at it: "Did you see it? I can only use one move with it. If you can survive three breaths, you win."
"Let's take action."
Although he knew it would not be easy, Mo Ruyuan still chose to respond calmly. No matter what, he must obtain everyone's livelihood.
"Watch it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Hongzhuang holding the hairpin and swiping her hand, and Mo Ruyuan entered a deserted place.
It looked like the situation had just been affected by a heavy rain and flood. He was about to say that the truth couldn't be that simple, but the mud and muddy water under his feet instantly condensed into a man.
There was a man with a sallow complexion, holding a hemp rope in his hand and a sweat towel tied to his head. He was dressed like a farmer.
"After passing my level, will you be enlightened?"
"What realization?"
"The awareness of death."
After that, before Mo Ruyuan could reply, the hemp rope flew out of his hand as if it had a spirit, and struck straight at the door in front of him.
Mo Ruyuan was instantly struck by the murderous aura that came his way, and his hair stood on end, master.
The next moment, before he could pull out the inkstone sword, another section of the hemp rope had already reached him. Even though he blocked it from the left and right, he could not catch up with the opponent's attacks, which were coming one after another, like waves.
Soon, there were several cuts on his face.
Blood flowed down his face.
Seeing both ends of the hemp rope coming together, Mo Ruyuan jumped onto the rope, turned his hand to pull out the inkstone sword, and in an instant the sword was handed out with a sharp light, hitting the man's heart.
As his true energy surged in anger, the man immediately turned into mud and returned to the ground.
Mo Ruyuan observed carefully with his sword. When the sword entered the opponent's heart, he noticed something was wrong. Everything went so smoothly.
Suddenly, a strong wind came from behind, and he hurriedly turned around to face it, only to see a man holding a rope coming towards him. Moreover, the moves are faster and more ruthless than before.
He was forced to retreat step by step, and just when he blocked the rope with his sword, he suddenly put the sword behind his back to block it. There was only a crisp sound, and he took advantage of the opportunity to bend down and escape from the front and rear attacks.
It was actually two men who looked exactly the same, attacking him at the same time.
"I knew there was something wrong."
Man A said: "Really?"
Seeing his expression like this, Mo Ruyuan was horrified. Isn't it true that one more person dies at a time, and the facts are different from what he estimated?
Before he could figure it out, two hemp ropes suddenly pierced his abdomen, and then two more hemp ropes as thick as little fingers pierced his calves, knocking the two bones inside out of his body.
Mo Ruyuan immediately fell to his knees in the mud. The two leg bones from his calf fell into the mud and splashed all over his face.
Man B said: "Junior, you still have two breaths to hold on to."
"I know." Mo Ruyuan opened his mouth to reply, and the blood spat out as if for free.
In the end, he underestimated his opponent.
Who would have expected that there were not two but four people on the other side.
Immediately after wiping the blood, his legs were shaking with pain and he had to stand up from the ground. He looked at the hemp rope that was still inserted into his body, and he quickly raised his true energy to shake it out.
The hemp rope shot backwards, and his wounds were filled with blood.
But seeing him slap some blood, he picked up his sword and moved forward to attack. The sword shadows of the two men were flying together, and mud rain poured down from the sky.
When they landed again, they all looked the same. They were all men holding hemp ropes in their hands and wearing sweat scarves on their heads.
Hold the rope and point to kill, then build the snare again.
There are many obstacles inside and outside, forcing people from above and below, trapping people in it. What's more, he can't escape from it, and there are countless hemp ropes passing through the net, trying to stab people into sieves from all directions.
Mo Ruyuan responded hastily, but there was no hope of escape, so he used his true energy to protect his whole body.
In an instant, the heavy thrusts collided with the protective fairy light on his body.
He suddenly felt miserable, as his internal organs felt like they had been struck by thousands of blows, and every blow made life worse than death.
Man A said: "Junior, this is the second breath. If you can't hold on, I advise you to relax your mind and die early."
It's better than being trapped in a dragnet that pierces your heart and body. "
Mo Ruyuan bit down and held on, his whole body was like a bloody man, he spat out blood and said: "What a dragnet, piercing the heart and body.
Unfortunately, Mr. Mo has a bad temper.
I will comply with you on small matters, but not on major matters of life and death.
It’s okay if you want me to die, but if you want me to die?
I'm afraid you're awake and talking in your sleep. "
"rude."
Man A and B were stunned for a moment, then yelled loudly.
"Okay, let's not talk secretly in front of people. There is no need to hide this third breath."
Suddenly, Man A behaved like a woman and said: "In that case, I will send you on your way."
After saying that, he suddenly raised his palm, threatening to crush it into pulp.
