"It is good to have justice in your heart, but justice must be used in the right place, otherwise it is foolish. Yang Mo said without replying.

Behind him, a long-haired man emerged from the sea of leaves, like a sharp blade, harvesting life. One killer after another fell, blood staining the green leaves red.

Furukawa was silent, Yang Mo's words echoing in his mind.

Wang Mingyu and Bai Feifei hugged each other, eager to shrink their bodies into the wall.

They witnessed a massacre in which the killers were powerless to fight back in front of the long-haired man.

"Brother-in-law, let me go. Brother-in-law, I know it's wrong. Bai Feifei once again made a desperate plea.

"It's good to go underground and be with your mother to do your filial piety. ”

Knock knock, Yang Mo went downstairs. He let it go again and again, but this time he didn't want to let it go. Bai Feifei had already touched his bottom line.

Yun Lao had already been waiting in the courtyard, and when he saw Yang Mo take the leaves back, he finally put his mind at ease.

"It turned out to be a false alarm, and I thought someone had sneaked into Jiangbei under my nose. ”

Yang Mo nodded and agreed: "This time it was indeed an accident. However, we can't take it lightly, Jiang Mu has already gone to the north, and those people are about to start. ”

Yun Lao nodded and asked, "Do you really want to kill Bai Feifei?"

"It's useless to stay!"

Leaving the matter to Yun Lao to deal with, Yang Mo drove back the same way. On the way, Yang Mo sent a message to Bai Qianqian to reassure her.

Yang Mo did not return home, but went to the villa.

At the top of the mountain, he set up a medicine stove, prepared herbs and spring water, and began to get busy.

The whole mountain was quiet, no one disturbed.

Soon, the aroma of medicinal herbs enveloped the entire mountain, and countless birds and finches in the sky were attracted and hovered in midair.

Not far away, Yun Lao saw this scene and sighed silently: "The young master's injury is not completely healed!"

This time, it took several hours to boil the medicine, and after a cloud of green smoke erupted from the medicine furnace, the vibrating medicine furnace finally fell silent.

When the lid of the medicine stove was opened, three emerald green pills were lying at the bottom of the medicine stove.

Yang Mo grabbed one and threw it into his mouth. Suddenly, a warm current flowed down his throat and all over his body.

The wound is heating up, and new meat is growing rapidly. After a few minutes, the original wound became smooth and neat, leaving no scars at all.

At this moment, the scars that had tormented him for two years finally left him. In addition to being happy, Yang Mo did not get up, but sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the clouds above his head, swallowing the clouds.

In the eyes of outsiders, this mountain peak is a sacred place to view. No one knows that this place has been transformed by Yun Lao, and around the mountain peaks, twenty-four hours a day, there are clouds and mist.

The temperature here also does not vary much with the day and night.

This time, it took a few hours for Yang Mo to slowly open his eyes, and in his eyes, the galaxy was brilliant and the blade was sharp.

"Congratulations to the young master, you have fully recovered, you are the first person who can survive the soul breaking nail. Yun Lao sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"It's only the body that recovers, and the vitality is still injured, but it doesn't have much impact. Yun Lao, do you know what level those people have reached now?" Yang Mo asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, Yun Lao became serious. Yang Mo recovered from his serious injuries, but his strength was only two years ago. Two years is too long, and many things have already changed dramatically.

"I heard that the flame has recently broken through again, and its strength should be above the young master. However, if they meet on the battlefield, it is not yet known who will win and who will lose. Yun Lao said.

Blaze, like the Children of the Blood Demons, is a code name. This person is one of the four sons of the organization.

Back then, in Yang Mo's generation, there were four geniuses in the organization. They are the Son of the Blood Demon, Red Dust, Flame, and Orchid Finger!

Headed by Yang Mo, these four people are called the four sons of the desert, and they are the envy of all parties.

The four of them marched side by side, no equal, except for Blaze, who was wounded in a battle and slightly behind in strength.

Yun Lao used to break through these four words again, that is to say, the flame has broken through twice in the past two years, and his strength is above today's Yang Mo.

"What about Hongchen, how many times did he break through?" Yang Mo chuckled and asked.

After years of retreat, the flames have accumulated steadily, and it is not surprising that they have broken through twice.

Back then, Blaze was injured and retreated, leaving only the three of them to compete for the position of young master, and Orchid pointed out that he had a perverse personality and was not interested in such things as identity and status, so he did not participate.

Two years ago, in order to avenge the old pavilion master, he entered the enemy camp with a sword alone, and never came out again, leaving only a little finger that he was proud of...

And Hongchen is the most competitive person, and he and Yang Mo have won and lost each other. It was slightly worse that year, ranking second.

Now, the young master of the organization is Red Dust, and Flame can't compete with it.

"In the past two years, Hongchen has also improved two realms, and he is still working steadily, one realm a year. It's just that in the past two years, he has rarely appeared on the battlefield, and no one knows how powerful he really is. Yun Lao said.

"He was not convinced from the beginning that I am the head of the four sons, and I have a background, and it is not surprising that I have broken through two major realms in two years. If he makes a move, I'm afraid that his reputation won't be weaker than Jiang Mu's, right?" Yang Mo said with a smile.

Improving strength has always been easy at the beginning, and the later you go, the more difficult it will be. And it also has something to do with age, after the age of twenty-one or twelve, the talent potential is almost tapped, and the speed of genius will slow down.

For example, Yang Mo Hongchen, before the age of twenty, it is easy to improve a big realm in a year. But after the age of twenty, under normal circumstances, it is most normal to improve a big realm in two years.

But Yang Mo understands Hongchen, and it is not surprising that he has improved two great realms. Back then, the organization also searched all over China before finding Hongchen and bringing it back.

Yang Mo also had a feeling that Hongchen still hadn't used all his strength.

"If the young master hadn't been hit hard, his strength would inevitably surpass Hongchen, and no matter how strong he was, he could only be subservient to you. ”

When Hongchen was mentioned, Yun Lao's emotions fluctuated uncontrollably.

"That's all if, don't talk about this, Lan'er's fingers, snatched it back?" Yang Mo asked.

In his mind, the ascetic boy slowly emerged, not speaking, not noisy, just like to follow behind him, staring at his fingers.

"Brother Blood, are my fingers beautiful, and if I play the piano, will they sound particularly good?"

"Good-looking, better than a girl, Qianqianyu finger is to describe you like this. Yang Mo will praise from the bottom of his heart every time.

"But I don't want to play the piano, I want to turn my fingers into a big killer so that I can follow behind Brother Blood. In the future, I will have my own code name, I have already thought of it, and I will call it Orchid Finger!

Whoever calls me an orchid finger, I kill him with my orchid finger. ”

"And what do I call you that?"

"I can't beat you, whatever you call it!"

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