Asking about longevity

The one-eyed monk had a look of disbelief on his face.

If Zhao Hu had not been seriously injured or killed, the storage bag would not have fallen into the hands of others.

Originally, he thought that after Zhao Hu killed the boy named Ji and came back to do a favor, he could kill all these monks.

Now, not only was Zhao Hu not being killed, but he might have been killed.

The one-eyed sin cultivator spat.

In the current situation, he had no time to think about whose hands Zhao Hu fell into.

If they delay any longer, they will be the ones who die when the demon hunter arrives.

The one-eyed sin cultivator weighed it for a moment, and finally could only grit his teeth and say: "Retreat first!"

Several other sin cultivators were unwilling to give in, but they all knew that there was nothing they could do about the situation at this time, so they could only look at them with hatred and prepare to retreat.

Seeing that they wanted to withdraw, Mo Hua's eyes flashed slightly and he suddenly said:

"That dwarf, your name is Diao Laosan?"

The short hidden monk stopped and his eyes were cold.

He has been in the cultivation world for hundreds of years, when did he get yelled at by a kid like this?

Mo Hua pretended to persuade: "Your concealment skills are not good. I can see through it at a glance. Next time you see me, just hide away. Otherwise, if I see through it, you will be embarrassed again."

Diao Laosan couldn't help but get angry.

Mo Hua said angrily: "Why don't you change your name too? Instead of calling me Diao Laosan, call me Diao Wei. If you see me, you'll run away with your tail in your mouth."

Diao Laosan was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth. He felt a surge of blood and blood rush to his throat and almost vomited it out.

The one-eyed sin cultivator said coldly: "Don't be provoked by him, you will settle accounts with him again in the future!"

Diao Laosan glanced at Mo Hua angrily, as if he wanted to keep Mo Hua's appearance firmly in his mind.

After that, several sin cultivators stopped talking and gradually retreated until their figures disappeared into the deep forest and disappeared.

Ji Qingbai and the three of them breathed a long sigh of relief.

Mo Hua was a little regretful that he could not keep the hidden monk named Diao Laosan.

In his consciousness, he has already sensed the figure of the demon hunter, and soon a demon hunter will come to support him.

Uncle Ji and the three of them were injured and could not pursue them rashly. Mo Hua alone could not keep those criminal cultivators away.

Fortunately, everyone is fine, and Mo Hua is relieved.

Mo Hua distributed the elixir prepared by Mr. Feng to the three of them.

The two demon hunters thanked them, took the elixir, and began to meditate to heal their injuries.

Ji Qingbai, however, was worried. He looked at the ink paintings and hesitated to speak.

Mo Hua then said: "Brother Ji is indeed still alive, but his injuries are serious. If you heal your wounds quickly, you can go see him earlier."

Ji Qingbai nodded quickly, swallowed the elixir in one gulp, and began to adjust his breath to heal his injuries.

After a while, a demon hunter came over.

The fog suddenly rose before, and some demon hunters got lost because they couldn't tell where they were.

Now that the fog has dissipated, the demon hunters who saw the fireworks signals can rush over to support.

At the same time, One-eyed Sin Xiu, Diao Laosan and others fled along the rugged mountain road to a forest.

The one-eyed monk was walking when he suddenly looked up and found someone in front of him, so he ordered everyone to scatter and lurk in the bushes on both sides.

After a while, more than a dozen monks came forward, all wearing black clothes and not looking like good people.

The one-eyed monk breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, stood up, cupped his fists and said, "Brother!"

The sin cultivator who was called the eldest brother was a bald man with a ninth level of Qi refining. He was of medium height, with eyes like an eagle and sharp ears. He frowned and asked:

"How are things going?"

The one-eyed monk looked ashamed, "I missed it."

"How did you miss? Where is Zhao Hu?"

The one-eyed sin cultivator cannot open his mouth.

How did you miss it?

He could say that he was tricked by a young brat using his physical skills, which delayed his time, so he failed to kill Ji Qingbai.

And Zhao Hu’s whereabouts are unknown. Does he know whether he is alive or dead?

He couldn't afford to lose face in front of so many people. §§

The one-eyed sin cultivator could only bite the bullet and said:

"The demon hunter is quick to provide support. Brother Zhao Hu's life or death is unknown."

The bald monk who was called eldest brother had a cold look in his eyes.

Diao Laosan estimated the number of sin cultivators, turned his eyes, cupped his hands and said:

"Brother, there are many of us now, so we might as well turn back and catch them off guard!"

Diao Laosan's voice contained hatred.

He wanted to kill the little monk who used the fireball technique!

He suffered big losses at the hands of that brat several times.

Before leaving, the kid was still sarcastic and ridiculed him in every possible way. Thinking about those words now, he felt angry and aggrieved.

How had he ever suffered such humiliation?

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The most important thing is that his stealth skills and abilities were completely restrained by that kid.

If you don't get rid of that brat, you will fall into his hands sooner or later!

Unless it's true as that kid said, he will be a man by the tail from now on and run away when he sees that kid.

But if he really does this, he will be completely humiliated, and he will never have the face to wander around the border of Montenegro from now on.

This is worse than killing him!

Diao Laosan added: "They must not have gone far yet. If we turn back now, the one named Ji will definitely die, and the other demon hunters can also be killed!"

Especially that damn little monk. It would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart unless he crushed that kid to ashes.

When the one-eyed sin cultivator heard this, his eyes lit up:

"Brother, this plan is feasible. We now have a large number of people and can defeat it quickly."

The bald monk pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"Kill the person surnamed Ji, and the Kong family will pay the remaining spirit stones. Let's go there together, move quickly, and retreat after killing him!"

All the sinners claimed "yes", and then their figures flickered and they all headed towards the hillside.

On the hillside, the ink paintings are still there, and demon hunters are coming one after another, and there are more and more people.

This was beyond Mo Hua's expectation.

The inner mountain is so big, even if he sets off a few fireworks, it is impossible for so many monster hunters to come over.

After asking the whole story, Mo Hua was a little stunned.

Because of the fog, many demon hunters got separated before.

Generally speaking, when there is heavy fog, it is best to stay where you are, but this is an inner mountain, the situation is dangerous, and there will always be accidents.

Either encountering a monster, a poisonous swamp, or being attacked by a monk, etc., the monster hunter has to continue to find his way in the fog, and it is inevitable that he will get separated.

After the fog disappeared, the demon hunters gathered together in twos and threes.

Anyone who saw the fireworks rushed over to support them and passed word of mouth messages to each other.

Several demon hunters saw Mo Hua and said, "Someone is injured, and Mo Hua is also there."

As soon as this word was passed from one person to another, it became "The ink painting was also injured."

When the demon hunters heard this, they suddenly became angry.

Mo Hua was injured, is that okay?

All demon hunters who heard the news rushed here, no matter how far away they were.

Some were still chasing down the monster beasts with low health, some were skinning and deboning the monster beasts, and some had packed their storage bags and were about to go down the mountain. As soon as they heard the news, they all stopped what they were doing, drew their swords and hurried away. Come over.

Therefore, more and more demon hunters gathered on the hillside, almost a hundred people...

After Mo Hua asked about the whole story, he was moved but also dumbfounded.

After a while, Yu Chengyi also came over.

He was hunting monsters on the other side, far away, and came panting. When he saw Mo Hua, he asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's fine."

It's okay, Mo Hua has said it dozens of times.

Yu Chengyi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay."

Then he wondered again: "Why did I hear someone say that you were injured?"

Mo Hua said helplessly: "Someone was injured, but it wasn't me."

"That's good." Yu Chengyi nodded, then became a little angry and ordered:

"Tell everyone, Mo Hua is fine. Stop spreading rumors."

If the news continues, his father, Elder Yu, will probably go up the mountain himself.

Yu Chengyi looked around and then asked: "What happened?"

Mo Hua briefly talked about Ji Li being hunted down and Ji Qingbai and the two demon hunters being besieged.

Yu Chengyi said angrily: "These bastards will be a disaster sooner or later if they stay in the mountains. Sooner or later, we will kill them all!"

The ink painting is also a bit of a pity.

If the inner mountain wasn't so big, the demon hunter could have come earlier, or if those sin cultivators were angered by him and delayed a little longer, they could have been left behind.

Mo Hua released his consciousness and scanned it for another week, feeling a little disappointed.

"That dwarf who knows how to hide can really endure it. I scolded him so much, and he didn't even think about coming back to trouble me?"

Are they like Qian Hong, born in the year of the tortoise?

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

After a while, Ji Qingbai finished healing his injuries and was eager to see Ji Li's injuries, so everyone prepared to go down the mountain.

Suddenly Mo Hua's consciousness moved, his eyes gradually lit up, and he quickly said: "Wait a minute."

All the demon hunters stopped and looked at him doubtfully.

Mo Hua held his breath and concentrated, putting his consciousness to the extreme, then opened his eyes, smiled and said:

"The big fish has been caught."

Thank you to Ender Sky for the reward~