Legend of Yan Wu

Han Mo felt back when he heard the words, and looked at Jintong with some apprehension. He knew Jintong's strength.

It was just that Jintong struggled a little and then fell down with an "ah" in pain. The wound on his chest burst due to the excessive movement before, and blood gushed out again.

"You are so seriously injured, don't move around, or I won't be able to save you." Han Mo was relieved to see Jintong falling back again.

Jintong didn't move after falling back, staring blankly at the cave roof, his eyes were full of anger, and after a while, two lines of hot tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Seeing this, Han Mo couldn't help being startled, touched his nose in embarrassment and said, "That...senior sister, I..."

"You don't need to say anything." Jin Tong interrupted Han Mo's words, suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Either kill me now, or I will kill you after I recover."

Han Mo couldn't help shrinking his pupils when he heard this, and Jin Tong's tone was full of murderous intent, a feeling of extreme hatred, which made Han Mo's back shudder.

"I said senior sister, I didn't offend you from the beginning to the end. A misunderstanding got bigger and bigger. I risked my life to save you. Instead of thanking me, you wanted to kill me. What's the reason? A degree." Han Mo said helplessly.

Jintong ignored Han Mo, raised her right hand in pain, and then pulled it, revealing the wound that Han Mo had wrapped up for her again.

"You're crazy." Seeing this, Han Mo rushed forward, snatched the cloth that Jin Tong was about to throw away, looked at Jin Tong angrily, and said, "I've never seen such a hard-to-serve young miss, Okay, don't you hate me, then take good care of your wounds, and come and kill me when your wounds heal."

After hearing Han Mo's words, Jintong stopped suddenly, glanced at Han Mo indifferently and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I will definitely kill you as soon as I get better." "Okay, okay, I'll wait, then you Take care of your wounds." Han Mo perfunctorily entangled, he was really convinced by this young lady, it was because he was a good person meddling in other people's business, otherwise there would not be so many troubles.

"Where are you going?" Jintong couldn't help asking as she watched Han Mo turn and leave.

"Looking for something to eat." Han Mo said without turning his head, pushed away the weeds and branches blocking the entrance of the cave, and walked out.

Jintong looked at Han Mo who left, sat up in pain, looked at the arms, legs and the clothes fragments on his chest, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Han Mo shuttled through the woods like a thief, his eyes and ears carefully observing the movement around him. After a long while, the corners of his mouth curled up. About 30 meters ahead, a little fire beast was quietly gnawing on fruits. , did not notice Han Mo slowly approaching.

Han Mo did not approach in a hurry, now is not the time, when the fire beast is almost finished eating the fruit, that is a good opportunity for Han Mo to do something, because the monster is habitually observing the surrounding situation when it starts eating However, the only time to really relax and eat is when they are about to finish eating, because in their view there is no danger, they will just run away after eating.

These things are recorded in Han Mo's classic book, and Han Mo has read it many times, and none of the useful and useless Han Mo is left behind.

The time passed slowly while waiting, the fire beast ate very slowly, so slow that Han Mo couldn't wait, but the wandering eyes of the fire beast reminded Han Mo that now is not the time, the fire beast is very vigilant , although the strength is very weak, the speed is not slow, and the body is extremely flexible.

More than ten minutes passed, Han Mo flipped his right hand, the long sword flashed out, his feet twisted slightly on the ground a few times, and then shot out with a "whoosh".

The Fire Beast is still eating the wild fruit with relish, and it doesn't know anything about the galloping Han Mo. As Han Mo approaches, the Fire Beast also senses something is wrong, and turns around in a hurry. Han Mo ran away in a hurry.

"Where to run!" Han Mo said with a wicked smile, the long sword in his hand danced a series of sword flowers, and shot out with a trace of fighting spirit, and shot in front of the fire beast with great precision, blocking the fire beast's attack way to go.

The way to go was blocked, and the fire beast hurriedly changed direction and ran towards the other side.

The delay of these few seconds has already decided the fate of the fire beast. Han Mo's forward speed completely suppressed the fire beast, but in an instant, the sharp long sword pierced the back of the fire beast, directly piercing through to the chest, A blood flower blooms red poignantly in the dark night.

The corner of Han Mo's mouth twitched, he glanced at the fire beast that was two or three times bigger than his own head, and nodded in satisfaction: "This one is quite big, these are probably enough to eat."

As he said that, he stuffed the fire beast into the ring. In the next moment, Han Mo frowned suddenly, and a chill came to his heart quietly. He turned around suddenly, and looked around sharply.

Although it is dark now, it does not affect Han Mo's sight at all. After scanning around, he found nothing, and touched his chin strangely. Just now, Han Mo suddenly felt a pair of eyes watching him closely, as if Han Mo All the secrets of the whole body were looked at.

Han Mo swallowed in shock. Although it might have been an illusion just now, he was still a little scared when he thought about it.Han Mo is still shirtless now, a gust of breeze blows over the frozen shabby one, he glances behind him with some trepidation, and then shoots out with a stride.

A few minutes after Han Mo left, a pair of pitch-black pupils appeared in the night. The pupils were dark and bright, as if they could see through everything in the world. After an unknown period of time, the pupils suddenly disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

Han Mo galloped all the way back to the entrance of the cave, looked back for a few more times, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he dodged into the cave, and then covered the entrance of the cave.

"You're back." Seeing Han Mo's return, Jintong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It's so late, not to mention worrying about Han Mo's safety, if a monster ran into the cave, he would suffer disaster.

"I got two fire beasts, one big and one small, and I think it's enough to eat." Han Mo replied without raising his head, and then he reached the corner of the cave entrance and lit a fire by himself.

"Aren't you afraid of attracting monsters like this?" Jintong asked with a frown as she watched Han Mo's movements.

"Are you afraid that I will still do it?" Han Mo asked back, although the flames would attract the attention of the monsters, but there is no way, the cave will not be smoked to death until the entrance of the cave.

"Come here." Jin Tong hesitated and shouted at Han Mo.

Han Mo was startled when he heard the words, and turned his head in doubt: "What's the matter?"

"I have something that can isolate all gases, naturally including these smokes." Jintong said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were also watery, and he didn't have the previous murderous look at all.

Han Mo glanced at Jintong suspiciously, a little in disbelief: "Is it true or not, and there is such a good thing?"

Jintong straightened up with some difficulty, turned his right hand, and a strange jade rolled out of the ring.

Han Mo looked at this somewhat dark jade, and asked in confusion: "What is this?" Only after Han Mo finished speaking, his head felt a sharp pain, and he collapsed to the ground with an "ah", his face was extremely distorted , looks terrifying.

"What's wrong with you?" The sudden scene surprised Jintong, and he shouted worriedly, but when Jintong was about to get up, pulling the wound caused him a burst of pain, and he fell back heavily.

At this moment, Han Mo could not feel anything from the outside world, the only feeling was pain, a heart-pounding pain, so painful that Han Mo couldn't stand it, it was a hundred times more painful than when Han Mo used the Quenching Heart Flame, at least that Han Mo could bear it, and This time Han Mo wanted to die.

"That's it!" In the depths of Han Mo's mind, a shadowy figure emerged, and said with a bit of greed on his face. Following the riot of the mysterious man, Han Mo's sea of ​​consciousness also surged like waves.