Elder Heng made up his mind to let the disciples out, and when Yang Mo left, he would take these people away from the desert. Yang Mo nodded and agreed.

"I wonder when you're leaving?" asked Elder Heng.

He wanted to keep Yang Mo to stay in the Heavenly Pavilion for a while, but he also knew that Yang Mo would not go.

"I'm going to wait here for some friends and I'm sure they'll be back. Yang Mo said.

Now, they are still surrounded, and the white-haired man personally brought people here, but he didn't have the courage to walk into the range of the Tianshan Mountains, but he didn't leave, obviously refusing to give up.

As soon as the words fell, I saw a group of people coming around the hill on the side.

It was Yang Mo's men, these people looked embarrassed, but there were not too many casualties. As early as two days ago, they escaped and sneaked here, the enemy did not pursue them, and all forces were concentrated on Yang Mo. However, the poisonous insects were not spared, and almost all of them died.

"Please punish the young master!"

As soon as Mu Zhe and the others appeared, they knelt on the ground and pleaded guilty. It was their impulsiveness that killed so many poisonous insects, and almost affected Yang Mo. Looking at Yang Mo's scarred appearance at the moment, he felt more and more guilty.

"Get up, just live, and don't say anything. Yang Mo helped these people up.

Punishment, how to punish him? He never thought about it. In Yang Mo's heart, as long as these people are still alive, it is enough.

"Young master, we are ashamed. Mu Zhe and the others couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

In this battle, they didn't play any value at all.

"What are you ashamed of? Shouldn't we be happy? If we can escape, this is victory. Si Shang is probably vomiting blood at this moment, right?" Yang Mo laughed loudly.

Hearing him say this, Mu Zhe and the others felt much more comfortable in their hearts. Yes, this time, Si Shang dispatched an army of 100,000 troops, dispatched almost all the generals and generals, blocked all the roads, and used many advanced weapons, and what about them? Counting everyone, it was less than a thousand, and this was a victory that could go down in history.

On the side, Elder Heng was also in a better mood. Although many people died and did not get a single treasure, they also faced thousands of border elites and killed more enemies, isn't this also a victory?

As for death, although it is heart-wrenching, how can there be anyone on the battlefield who does not die? If there is a battle, there will definitely be sacrifices.

"Everyone's hurt, let's rest and heal, and when our last friends return, we'll be leaving. Yang Mo also found a place to heal.

He was the most seriously injured, his ribs were all cracked, but they were not completely broken, and the rest of the body was not much better.

This healing time is a full three days, and the food is sent down by Uncle Xiao on the mountain, although it is little, it is reluctant.

"Virtuous nephew, I'm afraid that your other friends won't come back, so it's better to leave early, these people are likely to do it. Elder Heng said, staring at the people surrounding outside.

Everyone was there, three days, but no one left.

"No, I'm sure they'll be back. Yang Mo shook his head firmly.

He believes in Wuheng, because Wuheng cherishes his soldiers and does not die with everyone.

Elder Heng sighed lightly and said no more.

"Uncle Heng, I'm worried that after we leave, they will make a move on Tiange. Yang Mo said.

He is here, it is the help of Tiange, Mr. Five Poisons is not there, but the other party does not know, he must think that Mr. Five Poisons is still there. These people don't do it to themselves now, so the purpose is obvious, that is, to do it to Tiange. Naturally, it would be easier to wait for him to leave before doing it.

"Hehe, that's just right for training. Virtuous nephew, don't worry, no one has been able to kill the top of the Heavenly Mountain so far. "Elder Heng is breezy and light.

That same night, Wu Heng came back with hundreds of his brothers, still carrying two heads in his hands.

Those were the two town generals who were chasing and killing, and they were all killed by Wuheng.

However, compared to others, Wuheng and his party suffered heavy losses and lost half of their brothers.

"Good work. Yang Mo patted Wuheng's shoulder heavily, and his gaze swept over the faces of every soldier.

This time, he didn't have any hope for Wuheng, but Wuheng successfully completed the task and attracted a general to sit in the No. 3 treasure vault and dare not leave, relieving a lot of pressure on his side.

If there are one or two more generals, Yang Mo is afraid that he will really hang up.

He suddenly found that the harvest of impermanence was the greatest harvest of this trip. He had reason to believe that Wuheng would be able to form an army of aces.

"Fortunately, I was not dishonored. Wu Heng smiled innocently.

"Don't risk killing people in the future, if you die, I will cry. Yang Mo said.

One sentence made the battle-hardened general's eyes red, and he nodded heavily.

After resting for the night, when the dawn had not yet come, Yang Mo led people around the back of the Tianshan Mountains and set off to return.

The white-haired man did not chase after him, and still led the army, standing by in place.

It's a difficult road, and it's a road without a road, but it's nothing to them. For two days, when a group of people left the desert, no one could catch up.

"I don't know what's going on the Tianshan Mountains now, and I didn't go to see those dead brothers, next time. Yang Mo took one last look at the desert.

In that birch forest, an old man suddenly opened his eyes: "The Blood Demon King has already left, he won't come here, we should go back too." ”

Countless graves exploded, and a group of soldiers and old men flew out, leaving step by step.

"Young master, the next time we come back, we will not only go to see them, but also bring them news of victory. Muzhe said.

The others nodded in agreement.

Everyone looked at the desert with very mixed feelings. They grew up here, leaving behind their youth and blood, but they have to leave in this way.

Some of the Heavenly Pavilion disciples wept. They have always wanted to go down the mountain and see the outside world, but when they really leave, they are more reluctant and guilty.

I don't know if the battle has started, and how many brothers will never see it again.

It wasn't until the arrival of a group of people that everyone became nervous and nervous.

"Don't worry, it's our own people, who have come to meet us. Yang Mo signaled to everyone to feel at ease.

The person at the head is none other than Xuan Ze, and all the elites behind him are selected by Yun Lao. They came here half a month ago.

"Young master, have you succeeded?" Xuan Ze asked eagerly. When he saw the twelve bronze men, he was not too surprised.

The Twelve Bronze Men are Yang Mo's people, which is a very unexpected thing, but Yang Mo has created too many miracles. In contrast, this accident is not so unexpected.