Guess Lei Zun: I have a tower of magic town

Chapter 137 You Are Dead

On the top of the mountain, Nangong Fu stood on the edge of the cliff, silently looking at the distant forest.

Beside him, the fat shopkeeper of the rice shop stood behind him, bowed and said, "Sect Master Nangong, Lin Mo has fallen into the urn."

Lin Mo said indifferently to Elder Qiu who was beside him: "Arrange disciples to monitor closely, and we must not let him escape from this forest. If you find his exact whereabouts, report him immediately."

"Yes!" Elder Qiu turned and left.

Nangong Fu looked at the forest below silently, and said lightly: "Boy, you still can't escape from my grasp after all. I will see later, when I stand in front of you, are you still the same as before?" So stubborn."

Behind him, a seductive middle-aged woman slowly stepped forward and said softly: "The three sects encircled and suppressed a young man, this is the first time we have cooperated in many years.

This Lin Mo is really lucky.

Nangong, have you prepared two third-grade treasures?With such a generous reward, I couldn't help but do it myself. "

After a while, Elder Qiu returned and shouted in a deep voice, "Lin Mo didn't appear at the ambush point, so he may have noticed it."

Nangong Fu turned his head abruptly and looked at the shopkeeper of Mipu with a murderous look.

The fat shopkeeper's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said loudly: "Sect Master Nangong, in order to lure him over, I even gave up on Nightingale, I assure you, I will follow your instructions in everything.

Think about it, if I dared to play tricks, I should have let them run away immediately, so how could I lure them over.

It must be the scheming boy Lin Mo who discovered the clue. "

Nangong Fu nodded indifferently, and shouted in a deep voice: "That kid has probably already run away, let everyone move, we must catch his traces, if necessary, this sect will do it himself, the disciple who provides the traces, this sect There are rewards too."

. . . . . . .

"Atonement? Sorry, your life is far from enough."

Lin Mo ran wildly with Nightingale on his shoulders, and said disapprovingly.

On the grass in the woods ahead, a man with a knife suddenly blocked the way.

"Lin Mo." The other party smiled grimly, "I didn't expect that I would be so lucky that you would come to my door automatically."

Han Yunying whispered: "He is Huo Jun from Feihongmen, ranking ninth among the younger generation, be careful."

Without saying a word, Lin Mo rushed forward.

When he was about to approach Huo Jun, the sword in Lin Mo's hand stabbed at the big tree beside him.

The sword pierced through the tree trunk, and there was a muffled groan from behind.

Then a figure hit the ground from behind the tree trunk.

Huo Jun was terrified: "He hides well, how did you find out?"

Lin Mo said indifferently: "The news about me killing Long Qingyun should have spread, you, the ninth-ranked member of the Feihong Sect, wouldn't have the confidence to kill me if you didn't have helpers.

So he must have ambushed someone nearby. "

"You...you thought of so much in a hurry." Huo Jun gritted his teeth, "I won't kill you, let me go."

"Yunying." Lin Mo shouted.

Not only did he want to kill him, but he also joined forces with Han Yunying to kill him.

Horrified, Huo Jun jumped up and rushed towards the treetops.

As long as he rushed out of the canopy, he could warn Lin Mo, and Lin Mo might be afraid of it.

As soon as he jumped up, Lin Mo grabbed his ankle, and then pulled him down hard.

Huo Jun lowered his head and saw Han Yunying raised his gun and stabbed upwards.

The sharp tip of the spear pierced from below, pierced out of Huo Jun's mouth, and was thrown to the ground by Han Yunying.

Lin Mo quickly collected the trophies on their bodies, and disappeared in place in an instant.

Not long after, someone appeared, and after seeing the corpse on the ground, he shouted in a deep voice, "Leave a mark, Lin Mo ran this way."

A moment later, in a dense forest, two young men hid among the trees, watching closely ahead.

This is the dark whistle, he is waiting for Lin Mo's arrival.

Two figures appeared behind them silently, Lin Mo and Han Yunying exchanged glances, and they shot in a tacit understanding.

The two slowly raised the short swords in their hands, and then stabbed them down fiercely.

At the same time the other hand covered their mouths.

The short sword pierced through each other, and the two of them trembled violently for a few times before not moving.

The two retreated quietly, and then Lin Mo picked up Nightingale on a tree trunk and continued to move forward quickly.

Nightingale's body was weak and weak, as if she had no strength left.

Her eyes were glassy and lifeless.

Han Yunying gritted her teeth and said, "Lin Mo, there are too many people sent by the three gates this time. If this continues, we will be chased sooner or later."

Lin Mo said indifferently: "With the three sects alone, it may be difficult to intercept us, because we are afraid of our unknown tracking methods."

"Ming Ye..." Han Yunying understood.

Lin Mo ran wildly, and said, "Nightingale, I know what you think in your heart, you must have been an orphan since you were a child, and you were adopted by the people of Mingye, they have shown great kindness to you.

So, you won't disappoint them. "

While saying this, Lin Mo's attention was always on Nightingale.

Nightingale's heart beat a little faster.

Lin Mo knew he had guessed right.

"You must be more aware of the means of the three sects than I am. Perhaps the person who adopted and taught you is dead. Otherwise, how could you be abandoned?"

"Or, have you ever thought that you originally had a complete family, but Ming Ye killed all your family members in order to adopt you. You were too young at that time, and you have no memory at all..."

"Don't you want to go back and ask about your life experience? Don't you want to go back and have a look, people who are kind to you?"

Nightingale said softly: "Young Master, my mentor once taught me that if one day we need to pay for Ming Ye, we must die without hesitation. You don't have to say any more, I will not betray Ming Ye.

If you want to vent your anger, kill me.

If you don't think it's enough to relieve your anger, you can take my innocence.

I'm still a... chick. "

Han Yunying gritted her teeth and said: "Bah, you are so shameless at such a young age..."

Nightingale said in a low voice: "Because, besides this, I don't know what else I can do to relieve my anger. Young Master Lin, you are a good person."

Lin Mo was unmoved, and said indifferently: "You are too young, even if you want your body, you will have to raise it for a few more years. Nightingale is dead. Now you are not called Nightingale, Lin Xinxin."

Han Yunying saw that Nightingale raised her head in surprise, and a gleam of brilliance finally appeared in her eyes.

"Lin Xinxin?" the girl murmured.

"That's right." Lin Mo said, "Xin and Xin are homophonic, which means that you bid farewell to the past, and now you are a reborn person, and Xin means thriving.

Nightingale was dead, she had been killed by a man named Lin Mo.

And you... Lin Xinxin, the one who was saved by Lin Mo.

After we escape this time, you can choose to serve under my command, and I will give you a future far beyond the past.

In addition, you can also leave on your own, and I will never stop you.

Xinxin, tell me...how can I get rid of Mingye's surveillance.

I don't want you to help me deal with Mingye, I just ask you to help me avoid his eyeliner, isn't that too much to ask? "

(End of this chapter)