Zhang Mo stood up and looked around, but did not find Dongfang Xu's body. Maybe Dongfang Xu escaped, but in any case, he had no time to look for it, so he jumped into the air and continued moving forward.
The night was dark, with fireflies dotting the darkness with a glimmer of light. Zhang Mo was hiding in the dense jungle, as quiet as a cat walking, as alert as a fox and rabbit.
After traveling for more than fifty miles, he saw that the two light spots on the dragon-seeking disk almost overlapped, and he finally found the whereabouts of the man with the green snake tattoo.
In a forest ahead, more than twenty people were gathered around a campfire, drinking wine and eating meat.
There were fireworks and unusual noise, giving off a wild and wild atmosphere.
Zhang Mo carefully investigated and found that the vitality in front of them fluctuated greatly, and there were many masters among the twenty or so people.
He had already implanted the scripture with the word "hidden" into his body, lying down in the grass, blending in perfectly with his surroundings.
Just in case, he formed a scripture with the character "Yin" and covered it on his body. The scripture with the character "Yin" was like an invisible curtain, further blocking his breath. The two scriptures complemented each other. Minimize his presence.
A bat passed by without finding his whereabouts.
The noise from the front came:
"That kid from Liuyun Mountain was still so arrogant. In less than two rounds, his head was chopped off by me. Haha, it felt so good!"
A bald man took a swig of strong liquor and showed off by patting his chest.
A man with squinting eyes next to him licked his grease-covered fingers, with a trace of lust flashing in his eyes: "I have done a great job this time. I can exchange for at least three beauties when I go back!"
"I'm going to tame that girl to be submissive. Then I'll see how she looks when she wakes up. Haha, it's exciting just thinking about it!"
It was the man with the green snake tattoo who was speaking. He was howling excitedly and vividly, causing a burst of laughter around him.
"Langya, you're not good at it, let me teach you how to train a woman," a man with a hooked nose said with a sinister smile.
Zhang Mo was hiding in the dark far away, knowing that the person was called 'Langya', and those disgusting words kept reaching his ears, which made the anger in his heart grow stronger and stronger.
But he knew that he couldn't act rashly. Those people, based on their aura fluctuations, were at the lowest level of 'Yellow Level 2', and there were also 'Yellow Level 8' evil masters. To approach them easily was tantamount to falling into a trap.
All he can do now is wait quietly, waiting for Langya to act alone.
Lang Ya wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, and stared with blood-red eyes and smiled ferociously: "Ying Gou, don't brag. Training a woman is a delicate job, and you are not capable of it."
The aquiline nose licked Sen Bai's teeth and smiled cruelly: "Women? They are just playthings! When they get tired of playing with them, cut their throats with a knife to see how they can still be coquettish."
.......
After waiting for another half an hour, Langya suddenly stood up, burped, and staggered out, as if he wanted to relieve himself.
"Langya, get the fuck out of your way when you pee. I'm having a great time eating. Don't let me smell your piss."
The bald man cursed.
Zhang Mo watched his every move closely, secretly calculating his direction, distance and time in his heart.
Zhang Mo moved. He was like a ghost in the night, quietly ambush in front of Langya in advance.
.......
Langya was humming a slang song and was sitting behind a big tree, having a good time urinating. A chill filled the night wind, and the master's innate intuition suddenly made his hair stand on end.
As he looked around alertly, suddenly, the world became quiet.
A supreme tranquility.
Quietly, his urge to urinate was interrupted.
The word 'quiet' breaks out!
Langya's intuition told him that this tranquility was a harbinger of death.
He instinctively wanted to turn around and shout, but the silent confinement was like a physical shackle, firmly locking his voice, and even his heartbeat seemed to be suppressed to the limit.
He wanted to shout, but he couldn't. It was like a ghost pressing down on him, but a voice came out in his heart: Quiet, how good it is to be quiet, silence is the king!
Langya instantly became quiet again. Yes, it was so comfortable to be quiet.
But the next moment, he broke out in cold sweat.
Lang Ya saw a figure walking out of the shadows like a ghost, stabbing him with a bloody knife!
His bloody knife!
That's his lost blood knife!
do not die!
Can't be quiet!
He bit his tongue with all his strength, and his energy exploded instantly!
However, it was too late.
Lang Ya felt a sharp pain coming from his abdomen!
The bloody knife penetrated his sea of energy silently.
The sea of qi was broken, and Langya's vitality surged out. His whole body was like a deflated ball, and his cultivation level instantly slipped.
Zhang Mo's eyes were cold and he thrust the blood knife in his hand a few more times.
Langya recognized the person who came, it was the man who saved the person.
Lang Ya opened his mouth to call for help, but Zhang Mo grabbed his neck.
The moment Lang Ya's body fell, Zhang Mo caught him firmly and quickly moved to a dark place far away from the camp without making a single sound during the whole process.
Under the moonlight, Zhang Mo looked coldly at the man who seriously injured Ji Xiaoyu.
Zhang Mo's combat power at this time, although he was only at the 'Yellow Level 1', he had formed a mysterious elixir that was unique among all.
Even though he first stepped into the realm of the 'First Level of Mysterious Pill', after the Mysterious Pill was tempered, his strength doubled, and his speed was already at the 'Fifth Level of Swift Wind' without the blessing of scriptures.
Its condensed scripture with the word "quiet" is more profound and profound, which can make people's hearts still and attract the blessing of the tranquility of heaven and earth. It can calm the violent wind and silence the thunder.
What's more, he was attacking by surprise. Even if Langya had the strength of 'Yellow Level Three', he had no chance to break through the suppression of 'quiet'.
The wolf fangs collapsed, and the ferocious green snake tattooed on its face, spitting out its core, looked weak and funny in the shadow of death: "Sir, please forgive me, I will give you whatever you want..."
Ignoring the severe pain in his abdomen, he hurriedly took off a ring on his finger: "This is my storage ring. Please honor me."
Zhang Mo was speechless. He had not yet been sentenced to death. Langya told him everything and gave him all his belongings.
Dongfang Xu, unexpectedly, actually surrendered. After Ouyang Jiannan was killed, he knelt down and begged, kowtowed repeatedly, and completely rebelled. Now he is looking for the hidden disciples in Liuyun Mountain to claim credit.
This news really shocked Zhang Mo.
"Uncle, I have confessed everything, and I was forced..." Langya knelt on the ground, begging bitterly.
"Whether you deserve to die or not depends on me," Zhang Mo said leisurely.
Lang Ya saw a glimmer of hope out of despair and hurriedly said: "Uncle, who has the final say? I promise that I will change my ways. I swear to God."
"You, you can only go to the underworld to ask the Lord of Hell, he has the final say." Zhang Mo sighed, "The way of heaven is reincarnated. In the next life, be a good person."
Langya was frightened and was about to turn over and escape when the cold light of the blood knife flashed and the night returned to tranquility.
